"Why, Aunt Hannah, what are you talking about ?" "About Billy.

This is no place in which to bring up a young girl--a young girl who has not one shred of relationship to excuse it." "But she is my namesake, and quite alone in the world, Aunt Hannah; quite alone--poor child!" "My dear William, that is exactly it--she is a child, and yet she is not.

That's where the trouble lies." "What do you mean ?" "William, Billy has been brought up in a little country town with a spinster aunt and a whole good-natured, tolerant village for company.
Well, she has accepted you and your entire household, even down to Dong Ling, on the same basis." "Well, I'm sure I'm glad," asserted the man with genial warmth.

"It's good for us to have her here.

It's good for the boys.