A Fiddler for the Abbey

“Jenny-Wren, how triumphant you look!” Joan bent over her friend.Jen chuckled. “Well, Joan, haven’t I something to exult about? Look!” and she showed two fair-haired babies on her arm. “Haven’t I been clever?”“Beautiful babies, Brownie! You have, indeed. You may well be proud of them.”“You’ll tell the girls, won’t you? Tell them Chris and Barney send their love, and some day they’ll dance with the Hamlet Club.”“Now, Jenny-Wren!” Joan stood gazing down at her with laughing eyes. “Chris might be Christine and Barney might be anything. Are they little boys or little girls?”“Joan!” Jen’s tone was shocked. “Didn’t you say I looked triumphant? Of course they’re boys! Christopher and Bernard.”