nd Dilly. I never know them apart, and I do not
think Kitty does either. Both are divinely tall and divinely fair; they
are exactly like each other in form, voice, and feature; and they
possess the irritating habit, not uncommon with twins, of endeavouring
to exaggerate their natural resemblance by various puzzling and, I
consider, unsportsmanlike devices. They wear each other's clothes
indiscriminately, and are not above taking turn and turn about with the
affections of unsuspecting young men, of whom they possess a
considerable following. They attract admiration without effort, and, I
honestly believe, without intention. Of the meaning of love they know
nothing,--they are female Peter Pans, and resolutely refuse to grow up,
except outwardly,--and the intrusion of that passion into their dealings
with persons of the male gender is regarded by them at present as a
contingency to be discouraged at all costs. The conditions under which
they admit their admirers to their friendship are commendably simple and
perfectly definite. If a man is adjudged by them to have attained all
the complicated and inexplicable standards by which women judge the
opposite sex, he is admitted into the ranks of the Good Sorts; and as
such, provided that he keeps his head, has an extremely pleasant time of
it. If, however, any obtuse and amorous youth persists in mistaking what
Nanki-Poo once described as "customary expressions of affability" for an
indication that his infatuation is reciprocated, the Twins act promptly.
They have "no use" for such creatures, they once explained to me; and
they proceed to rid themselves of the incubus in a fashion entirely
their own.

As soon as the pressure of the _affaire_ rises to danger-point--_i.e._,
when the youth begins to pay markedly more attention to one Twin than
the other--he is asked, say, to lunch. Here he is made much of by the
object of his affections, who looks radiant in, let us say, white
_batiste_; while the unemployed Twin, in (possibly) blue poplin, holds
discreetly aloof. After lunch the Twins, leaving their victim to smoke a
cigar, retire swiftly to their room, where they exchange costumes, and
descend again to the drawing-room. There Dolly, now arrayed in white
_batiste_, enters upon the path of dalliance where Dilly left off; and
Dilly, relieved from duty, crochets in a window-recess, and silently
enjoys her sister's impersonation.

One of two things happens. Romeo either does not noti