Tilly could see and feel the pleasure Dill had at hearing her words. She knew he realised it was an admission that she liked him, albeit small.
'What did you want to talk to me about?'
'Huh?' Dill seemed unable to remember.
'You said you came to talk to me. What about?'
Dill frantically searched his brain. He hadn't actually thought of anything, he'd just wanted to see her. Perhaps seeing as she had made her first small admission he should just be honest. 'I don't know. I wanted to see you. I figured I'd think of something, but now nothing springs to mind.'
Tilly laughed. 'Okay,' she said, indicating a chair by her bed, 'Have a seat, I'm sure we'll find some topic of conversation.'
Dill couldn't quite believe he wasn't getting thrown out at this point and sat down quickly before she
