‘If only I knew what to do with you girls!’ said Dick in worried tones.
‘Oh, you needn’t worry about us!’ replied Madge.
‘Talk sense! I’m the only man there is in the family—except Great-Uncle William; and he’s not much use!’
‘Jolly well he isn’t! Poor dear! He’s all gout and crutches.’ And Madge threw back her head with a merry laugh.
‘Well then! I ask you!’
She got up from her seat on the Chesterfield, and walked across the room to her brother. ‘Dear old Dick! You really mustn’t worry about Joey and me. We shall be all right!’