English names still bothered him--he was never quite sure of them at first.
Miss Cornelia thought.

"Ask him to come in," she said.

"And Billy--where are the keys ?" Billy silently took two keys from his pocket and laid them on the table.

Then he pointed to the terrace door which Miss Cornelia had just bolted.
"Door up there--spring lock," he said.
"Yes." She nodded.

"And the new bolt you put on today makes it fairly secure.