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My nephew will be here to-morrow – with a school-friend. Alexander's room is the one over the porch. The one next to it will do for James Stoddart-West. They’ll use the bathroom just opposite."
"Yes, Miss Crackenthorpe. I'll see the rooms are prepared."
"They'll arrive in the morning before lunch." She hesitated. "I expect they'll be hungry."
"I bet they will," said Lucy. "Roast beef, do you think? And perhaps treacle tart?"
"Alexander's very fond of treacle tart."
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The two boys arrived the following morning. They both had well-brushed hair, suspiciously angelic faces, and perfect manners. Alexander Eastley had fair hair and blue eyes, Stoddart-West was dark and spectacled.
They discoursed gravely during lunch on events in the sporting world, with occasional references to the latest space fiction. Their manner was that of elderly professors discussing Palaeolithic implements. In comparison with them, Lucy felt quite young.