Don't you like it here ?" "Like it! Why, I love it, dear.

You know I do.

But you don't need this house now, Billy." "Oh, yes, I do," retorted Billy, airily.

"I'm going to keep it up, and I want you here.
"Fiddlededee, Billy! As if I'd let you keep up this house just for me," scorned Aunt Hannah.
"'Tisn't just for you.

It's for--for lots of folks." "My grief and conscience, Billy! What are you talking about ?" Billy laughed, and settled herself more comfortably on the hassock at Aunt Hannah's feet.
"Well, I'll tell you.