Freddie took his customary place on the hassock at her feet. He looked up at her and wondered if she were sorry she had been a queen once and was a queen no more.
"Yes'm," said he. "I'm all well now."
"And glad to be back here in the shop again?"
"Yes'm; I cert'n'y am."
"Ah, yes," said Aunt Amanda, "there's no place like the Old Tobacco Shop, after all."
"Ah, yes," said Aunt Amanda, "there's no place like the Old Tobacco Shop, after all. I wouldn't exchange it for a palace if you'd give it to me."