"Nice boy! Well, as I was about to say, do you know, I think it's time
we had some guests up here, just for to see and to admire this paradise
of ours."

"Have them, by all means. Are you settled enough?"

"Oh, yes. And I shan't have anything much to do. Mrs. Chase is a host in
herself, and Nurse Winnie takes full charge of my child,--with Susie's
help."

"Do you own that infant exclusively, ma'am? I notice you always say _my_
child!"

"As I've told you, you don't count. Why, you won't really count until
the day when some nice young man comes to ask you for the hand of
Mademoiselle Fleurette."

"Heaven forbid the day! I'll send him packing!"

"Indeed you won't! I want my daughter to marry and live happy ever
after,--as _I'm_ doing."

"Are you, Patty? Are you happy?"

As Billee asked this question a dozen times a day for the sheer joy of
watching Patty's lovely face smile an affirmative, she didn't think it
necessary to enlarge on the subject.

"I do be," she said, succinctly, and Farnsworth believed her.