"And I'm glad it is kittens and not cats.

Kittens eat less." "Then you've had all the trouble of making that little door for nothing," said Erebus.
"It's an emergency exit--like the theaters have--only it's an entrance," said the Terror.

"But thank goodness, we've begun at last; now we can have salaries for 'overseering'." During the course of the next week they added seven more small kittens to their stock; and it seemed good to the Terror to inform Lady Ryehampton that the home was already constructed and in process of occupation.

Accordingly Erebus wrote a letter, by no means devoid of enthusiasm, informing her that it already held eleven inmates, "saved from the awful death of drowning." Lady Ryehampton replied promptly in a spirit of warm gratification that they had been so quick starting it.
But with eleven inmates in the home the Twins presently found themselves grappling earnestly with the food problem and the account-book.
The Terror was not unfitted for financial operations.

Till they were six years old the Twins had lived luxuriously at Dangerfield Hall, in Monmouth, with toys beyond the dreams of Alnaschar.