`` You mean we 'll be in some horrible boardinghouse , in a still more horrible hall bedroom , looking out on a dingy back yard . '' `` It is n't a horrible boardinghouse , Anne-girl . Here 's our cab . Hop in -- the driver will get your trunk . Oh , yes , the boardinghouse -- it 's really a very nice place of its kind , as you 'll admit tomorrow morning when a good night 's sleep has turned your blues rosy pink . It 's a big , old-fashioned , gray stone house on St. John Street , just a nice little constitutional from Redmond . It used to be the ` residence ' of great folk , but fashion has deserted St. John Street and its houses only dream now of better days . They 're so big that people living in them have to take boarders just to fill up . At least , that is the reason our landladies are very anxious to impress on us . They 're delicious , Anne -- our landladies , I mean . '' `` How many are there ? '' `` Two . Miss Hannah Harvey and Miss Ada Harvey . They were born twins about fifty years ago . '' `` I ca n't get away from twins , it seems , '' smiled Anne . `` Wherever I go they confront me . '' `` Oh , they 're not twins now , dear . After they reached the age of thirty they never were twins again . Miss Hannah has grown old , not too gracefully , and Miss Ada has stayed thirty , less gracefully still . I do n't know whether Miss Hannah can smile or not ; I 've never caught her at it so far , but Miss Ada smiles all the time and that 's worse .
However , they 're nice , kind souls , and they take two boarders every year because Miss Hannah 's economical soul can not bear to ` waste room space ' -- not because they need to or have to , XXXXX Miss Ada has told me seven times since Saturday night .
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