Billy was hesitating which two of six new friends of hers to choose as occupants; and it was one day early in March, after she had been talking the matter over with Aunt Hannah, that Aunt Hannah said: "Dear me, Billy, if you had your way I believe you'd open another whole house!" "Do you know ?--that's just what I'm thinking of," retorted Billy, gravely.

Then she laughed at Aunt Hannah's shocked gesture of protest.
"Oh, well, I don't expect to," she added.

"I haven't lived very long, but I've lived long enough to know that you can't always do what you want to." "Just as if there were anything _you_ wanted to do that you don't do, my dear," reproved Aunt Hannah, mildly.
"Yes, I know." Billy drew in her breath with a little catch.

"I have so much that is lovely; and that's why I need this house, you know, for the overflow," she nodded brightly.

Then, with a characteristic change of subject, she added: "My, but you should have tasted of the popovers I made for breakfast this morning!" "I should like to," smiled Aunt Hannah.