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‘‘But you are coming back;'' cut in Bertram;
almost angrily。 ‘‘Oh; come; Will; this is utter
nonsense; and you know it! Come; let's go home
to dinner。''
A stern look came to the corners of William's
moutha look that Bertram understood well。
‘‘All right; I'll go to dinner; of course; but
I sha'n't stay;'' said William; firmly。 ‘‘I've
thought it all out。 I know I'm right。 Come;
we'll go to dinner now; and say no more about
it;'' he finished with a cheery smile; as he rose to
his feet。 Then; to the bride; he added: ‘‘Did
you have a nice trip; little girl?''
Billy; too; had risen; now; but she did not
seem to have heard his question。 In the fast
falling twilight her face looked a little white。
‘‘Uncle William;'' she began very quietly; ‘‘do
you think for a minute that just because I married
your brother I am going to live in that house
and turn you out of the home you've lived in all
your life?''
‘‘Nonsense; dear! I'm not turned out。 I just
go;'' corrected Uncle William; gayly。
With superb disdain Billy brushed this aside。
‘‘Oh; no; you won't;'' she declared; ‘‘but
_I shall_。''
‘‘Billy!'' gasped Bertram。
‘‘Mymy dear!'' expostulated William;
faintly。
‘‘Uncle William! Bertram! Listen;'' panted
Billy。 ‘‘I never told you much before; but I'm
going to; now。 Long ago; when I went away with
Aunt Hannah; your sister Kate showed me how
dear the old home was to youhow much you
thought of it。 And she saidshe said that I had
upset everything。'' (Bertram interjected a sharp
word; but Billy paid no attention。) ‘‘That's
why I went; and _I shall go again_if you don't
come home to…morrow to stay; Uncle William。
Come; now let's go to dinner; please。 Bertram's
hungry;'' she finished; with a bright smile。
There was a tense moment of silence。 William
glanced at Bertram; Bertram returned the glance
with interest。
‘‘Erahyes; well; we might go to dinner;''
stammered William; after a minute。
‘‘Eryes;'' agreed Bertram。 And the three
fell into step together。
CHAPTER IV
‘‘JUST LIKE BILLY''
Billy did not leave the Strata this time。
Before twenty…four hours had passed; the last
cherished fragment of Mr。 William Henshaw's
possessions had been carefully carried down the
imposing steps of the Beacon Hill boarding…house
under the disapproving eyes of its bugle…adorned
mistress; who found herself now with a month's
advance rent and two vacant ‘‘parlors'' on her
hands。 Before another twenty…four hours had
passed her quondam boarder; with a tired sigh;
sank into his favorite morris chair in his old
familiar rooms; and looked about him with contented
eyes。 Every treasure was in place; from
the traditional four small stones of his babyhood
days to the Batterseas Billy had just brought him。
Pete; as of yore; was hovering near with a dust…
cloth。 Bertram's gay whistle sounded from the
floor below。 William Henshaw was at home again。
This much accomplished; Billy went to see
Aunt Hannah。
Aunt Hannah greeted her affectionately; though
with tearfully troubled eyes。 She was wearing
a gray shawl to…day topped with a black one
sure sign of unrest; either physical or mental; as
all her friends knew。
‘‘I'd begun to think you'd forgottenme;''
she faltered; with a poor attempt at gayety。
‘‘You've been home three whole days。''
‘‘I know; dearie;'' smiled Billy; ‘‘and 'twas
a shame。 But I have been so busy! My trunks
came at last; and I've been helping Uncle William
get settled; too。''
Aunt Hannah looked puzzled。
‘‘Uncle William get settled? You mean
he's changed his room?''
Billy laughed oddly; and threw a swift glance
into Aunt Hannah's face。
‘‘Well; yes; he did change;'' she murmured;
‘‘but he's moved back now into the old quarters。
Eryou haven't heard from Uncle William
then; lately; I take it。''
‘‘No。'' Aunt Hannah shook her head
abstractedly。 ‘‘I did see him once; several weeks
ago; but I haven't; since。 We had quite a talk;
then; and; Billy; I've been wanting to speak to
you;'' she hurried on; a little feverishly。 ‘‘I
didn't like to leave; of course; till you did come
home; as long as you'd said nothing about your
plans; but''
‘‘Leave!'' interposed Billy; dazedly。 ‘‘Leave
where? What do you mean?''
‘‘Why; leave here; of course; dear。 I mean。
I didn't like to get my room while you were
away; but I shall now; of course; at once。''
‘‘Nonsense; Aunt Hannah! As if I'd let you
do that;'' laughed Billy。
Aunt Hannah stiffened perceptibly。 Her lips
looked suddenly thin and determined。 Even the
soft little curls above her ears seemed actually
to bristle with resolution。
‘‘Billy;'' she began firmly; ‘‘we might as well
understand each other at once。 I know your
good heart; and I appreciate your kindness。 But
I can not come to live with you。 I shall not。 It
wouldn't be best。 I should be like an interfering
elder brother in your home。 I should spoil your
young married life; and if I went away for two
months you'd never forget the utter joy and
freedom of those two months with the whole
house ali to yourselves。''
At the beginning of this speech Billy's eyes
had still carried their dancing smile; but as the
peroration progressed on to the end; a dawning
surprise; which soon became a puzzled questioning;
drove the smile away。 Then Billy sat suddenly erect。
‘‘Why; Aunt Hannah; that's exactly what
Uncle William'' Billy stopped; and regarded
Aunt Hannah with quick suspicion。 The next
moment she burst into gleeful laughter。
Aunt Hannah looked grieved; and not a little
surprised; but Billy did not seem to notice
this。
‘‘Oh; oh; Aunt Hannahyou; too! How
perfectly funny!'' she gurgled。 ‘‘To think you
two old blesseds should get your heads together
like this!''
Aunt Hannah stirred restively; and pulled the
black shawl more closely about her。
‘‘Indeed; Billy; I don't know what you mean
by that;'' she sighed; with a visible effort at self…
control; ‘‘but I do know that I can not go to live
with you。''
‘‘Bless your heart; dear; I don't want you to;''
soothed Billy; with gay promptness。
‘‘Oh! O…h…h;'' stammered Aunt Hannah; surprise;
mortification; dismay; and a grieved hurt
bringing a flood of color to her face。 It is one
thing to refuse a home; and quite another to have
a home refused you。
‘‘Oh! O…h…h; Aunt Hannah;'' cried Billy;
turning very red in her turn。 ‘‘Please; _please_ don't
look like that。 I didn't mean it that way。 I do
want you; dear; onlyI want you somewhere
else more。 I want youhere。''
‘‘Here!'' Aunt Hannah looked relieved; but
unconvinced。
‘‘Yes。 Don't you like it here?''
‘‘Like it! Why; I love it; dear。 You know I
do。 But you don't need this house now; Billy。''
‘‘Oh; yes; I do;'' retorted Billy; airily。 ‘‘I'm
going to keep it up; and I want you here。
‘‘Fiddlededee; Billy! As if I'd let you keep up
this house just for me;'' scorned Aunt Hannah。
‘‘ 'Tisn't just for you。 It's forfor lots of
folks。''
‘‘My grief and conscience; Billy! What are
you talking about?''
Billy laughed; and settled herself more
comfortably on the hassock at Aunt Hannah's feet。
‘‘Well; I'll tell you。 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 Dunnat 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