``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.
Er--you 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.