"Please come in" she said. "I was wondering about a room" Billy said, " its's all ready for you". "How much do you charge?" "Five and six pence a night including breakfast" "I would very much like to stay here" "I knew you would" she said."
"Before you go to bed, would you be kind enough to pop into the sitting room on the ground floor and sign the book." He found the guest book lying open on the piano, so he took out his pen and started to write down his name and address." "That's funny he thought he recognized those names."
"How old are you? "Seventeen" "Seventeen!!!! "Oh it's the perfect age! Mr. Temple was a little bit older. I never would've guessed it, there wasn't a blemish on his body" the landlady said "A what?" Billy asked. "His skin was just like a baby's"
¨That parrot, you know something? It had me completely fooled when I first saw it through the window. I could have sworn it was alive. Its most terribly clever the way its been done. It doesn't look the least bit dead. Who did it? ¨I did¨ the landlady said.
¨ You did? Billy asked, ¨Of course, and have you met my little Basil as well? ¨Good gracious me, it must be very awfully difficult to do something like that¨ Billy added. ¨ Not in the least, I stuff all of my little pets when they pass away¨
¨You did sign the book didn't you?¨ ¨oh yes¨ Billy said. ¨ Excuse me asking but haven't there been any other guests here except them in the last two or three years?¨ ¨No my dear, only you¨