HerformallittlewayofsayinghisnamewaslikeAnn”s。
“DoI？I”mtickledtodeath。MymotherdiedwhenIwasten，andI”veneverhadanywomenkin-folks。”
“Poorbo”Shehadnearlysaid“Poorboy！“andonlycheckedthefamiliarityjustintime”PoorMr。TempleBarholm！“
“Say，whatarewetwotoeachother，anyhow？“Heputittoherwithgreatinterest。
“Itisaverydistantrelationship，ifitisoneatall，“sheanswered。“Yousee，IwasonlyasecondcousintothelateMr。TempleBarholm，andIhadnotreallytheSLIGHTESTclaimuponhim。”Sheplacedpatheticemphasisonthefact。“Itwasmostgenerousofhimtobesokindtome。WhenmypoorfatherdiedandIwasleftquitepenniless，hegavemea——asortofhomehere。”