The Ashby family
‘Why can’t you eat more politely, Jane? Like your sister Ruth!’ said Bee across the lunch table.
‘She’s better at spaghetti than I am, that’s all,’ said Jane. ‘I can’t be bothered with things like that.’
Her Aunt Bee looked along the table at the twins Jane and Ruth, and smiled. They were almost ten, and were exactly the same, but it was never difficult to tell which Jane was and which Ruth was. Jane always seemed to wear old clothes, clothes for riding horses and for working with them. Ruth, on the other hand, was always in a fresh, clean dress, her hands were never dirty and her hair was always neat and tidy.