Just now I want it for Tommy Dunn, and the Greggorys if I can get them, and maybe one or two others.

There'll always be somebody.

You see, I had thought I'd have them at the Strata." "Tommy Dunn--at the Strata!" Billy laughed again ruefully.
"O dear! You sound just like Bertram," she pouted.

"He didn't want Tommy, either, nor any of the rest of them." "The rest of them!" "Well, I could have had a lot more, you know, the Strata is so big, especially now that Cyril has gone, and left all those empty rooms.
_I_ got real enthusiastic, but Bertram didn't.

He just laughed and said 'nonsense!' until he found I was really in earnest; then he--well, he said 'nonsense,' then, too--only he didn't laugh," finished Billy, with a sigh.
Aunt Hannah regarded her with fond, though slightly exasperated eyes.
"Billy, you are, indeed, a most extraordinary young woman--at times.
Surely, with you, a body never knows what to expect--except the unexpected." "Why, Aunt Hannah!--and from you, too!" reproached Billy, mischievously; but Aunt Hannah had yet more to say.
"Of course Bertram thought it was nonsense.