“Does your father know you’re here?” “He’s busy.” “Very busy.” “He’s a very busy man.” “Much too busy for you.” Eloise watched and listened with interest as the twins shot off their lightning-fast statements, falling all over themselves to demonstrate how busy Sir Phillip was. “So what you’re telling me,” Eloise said, “is that your father is busy.” They stared at her, momentarily dumbfounded by her calm retelling of the facts, then nodded.