I was thought to look more like mother, as a kiddy,--but they were both fair haired and blue eyed." "You never knew your mother much, did you ?" "No, she died when I was very small.

And father, when I was about ten.
Then, as I've told you, I lived four years with Aunt Amanda--" "In Arizona ?" "Yes; in a small settlement,--hardly even a village,--called Horner's Corners." Patty laughed.

"What a darling name! How could anybody call a place that! Suppose it had grown to be a large city." "Then they would probably have changed the name.

Perhaps they have already done so,--I haven't heard from there for years." "Why didn't you keep up your relatives' acquaintance ?" "Well, Aunt Amanda died, later, and her husband never cared much for me, anyhow.

So we drifted apart, and never drifted together again." "Wasn't your aunt your mother's sister ?" "Oh, Lord, no! She was not really my aunt, at all.