"And didn't it come just in time?
This is the last week of opera, anyway, you know." "But it says he sang before--on a Saturday night," declared Aunt Hannah, going back to the paper in her hand.

"Now wouldn't you have thought we'd have heard of it, or read of it?
And wouldn't you have thought he'd have told us ?" "Oh, well, maybe he didn't happen to see us so he could tell us," returned Billy with elaborate carelessness.
"I know it; but it's so funny he _hasn't_ seen us," contended Aunt Hannah, frowning.

"You know how much he used to be here." Billy colored, and hurried into the fray.
"Oh, but he must have been so busy, with all this, you know.

And of course we didn't see it in the paper--because we didn't have any paper at that time, probably.

Oh, yes, that's my fault, I know," she laughed; "and I was silly, I'll own.