"Who was tellin' you? The milkman, or his wife?"
"None of 'em," answered Matilda, mysteriously. Then, lowering her voice to a whisper, she added: "I seen her myself!"
"When?" Grandmother demanded. "You been up there, payin' back your own call?"
"She went by here yesterday," said Matilda, hurriedly.
"What was I doin'?" the old lady inquired, resentfully.
"One time you was asleep and one time you was readin'."
"What? Do you mean to tell me she went by here twice and you ain't never told me till now?"
"When you've been readin'," Matilda rejoined, with secret delight, "you've always told me and Rosemary too that you wan't to be disturbed unless the house took afire. Ain't she, Rosemary?"
If Anything's Important
"What?" asked the girl, placing a saucer of stewed prunes at each place and drawing up the three chairs.