Then, to the bride, he added: "Did you have a nice trip, little girl ?" Billy, too, had risen, now, but she did not seem to have heard his question.

In the fast falling twilight her face looked a little white.
"Uncle William," she began very quietly, "do you think for a minute that just because I married your brother I am going to live in that house and turn you out of the home you've lived in all your life ?" "Nonsense, dear! I'm not turned out.

I just go," corrected Uncle William, gayly.
With superb disdain Billy brushed this aside.
"Oh, no, you won't," she declared; "but--_I shall_." "Billy!" gasped Bertram.
"My--my dear!" expostulated William, faintly.
"Uncle William! Bertram! Listen," panted Billy.

"I never told you much before, but I'm going to, now.

Long ago, when I went away with Aunt Hannah, your sister Kate showed me how dear the old home was to you--how much you thought of it.