"
Sibyl sniffed as she usually does when these periodical occurences happen
in our house.
"Which of them are you going to keep?" she asked, "and is it really
necessary to keep any of them?"
"Well," I said; "but----"
"What I mean to say," said Sibyl, "better do away with them when they are
quite young. It would be far more humane."
"I am with you up to a point," I said; "I admit they are not a very
prepossessing lot."
"How they came to be born at all is what I cannot understand," said Sibyl,
who is always like that when trying to be serious.
"Well," I said, "I have decided to keep one of them--No. 1."
"But surely," said Sibyl, "that the most delicate one of the lot."
That, I well knew, was quite true. Whether I should ever rear No. 1 was a
matter for time to prove. It was so delicate that once or twice already it
had been on the verge of collapse, but I had rallied it each time.
"As for the others," I said, "we shall have to get rid of them."
I need not go into painful details, but the thing was easily done.
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