"How long have you been here?" she asked.
"Oh, a good while," said Ellen "I don't know exactly; it's a week, I believe."
"Why, do you call that a good while?" said the other.
"Well, it seems a good while to me," said Ellen, sighing "it seems as long as four, I am sure."
"Then you don't like to live here much, do you?"
"I had rather be at home, of course."
"How do you like your aunt Fortune?"
"How do I like her?" said Ellen, hesitating "I think she's good-looking, and very smart."
"Yes, you needn't tell me she's smart everybody knows that; that ain't what I ask you how do you like her?"
"How do I like her?" said Ellen, again "how can I tell how I shall like her? I haven't lived with her but a week yet."