"But, aunt, we won't talk about money matters just yet.

It was funny you took me for a book-pedler." "It was that book you had, that made me think so." "It's a book I brought as a present to you, Aunt Deborah." "You don't say!" said the old lady, gratified.

"What is it?
Let me look at it." "It's a copy of 'Pilgrim's Progress,' illustrated.

I knew you wouldn't like the trashy books they write nowadays, so I brought you this." "Really, Ferdinand, you're very considerate," said Aunt Deborah, turning over the leaves with manifest pleasure.

"It's a good book, and I shall be glad to have it.