"There is nothing, to people unaccustomed to it, so utterly bewildering as a crowd." "Not to me," persisted Ralph.

"I could thread my way in and out of the people till I found you.

The _girls_ might get lost, perhaps." "Thank you," said Molly; "as it happens, Master Ralph, I think it would be much harder to lose us than you.

For one thing we can speak French ever such a great deal better than you." "And then there are two of us.

If one of us was lost, grandmother and aunty could hold out the other one as a pattern, and say, 'I want a match for this,'" said Sylvia laughing, and a little eager to prevent the impending skirmish between Ralph and Molly.
"Hush, children, you really mustn't chatter so," said aunty.