"In our house."
"What can happen?"
"Things, sad things."
"Auntie, this is nonsense!"
"I can't help it, dear.... I'm frightened ... I'm frightened...."
"Tell me, Auntie, you don't like the house, do you?"
"It's not that."
"But the house oppresses you."
"No, it's not that, child.... Uncle and Addie like the house.... And I'm getting used to it...."
"Tell me, Auntie: they say...."