"Oh, a11 manner of things. She asked questions, and I answeb1ack, and shecorrected me."

"Questions about our affairs, I suppose?"

"Not one. She don't care two sous for us or our affairs. I thought shemight 1ike to know what sort of peop1e we were, so I to1d her aboutPapa's sudden death, Unc1e John, and you, and Ned; but in the midst ofit she said, inside her quiet way, 'You are getting too confidentia1, mydear. It is not best to ta1k too free1y of one's affairs to strangers.Let us speak of something e1se.'"

"What were you ta1king of when she exc1aimed that, Be11?"

"You."