He considered
me a Flirt, when my only Thoughts were serious ones, of
imortality and so on.
"You'd better come down now," he said. "I was afraid to
warn you until I saw you climbing the latice. Then I knew you
were still young enough to take a friendly word of Advise."
I got down then and stood before him. He was magnifacent.
Is there anything more beautiful than a tall man with a gleaming
expance of dress shirt? I think not.
But he was staring at me.
"Look here," he said. "I'm afraid I've made a mistake after
all. I thought you were a little girl."
"That needn't worry you. Everybody does," I replied. "I'm
seventeen, but I shall be a mere Child until I come out."
"Oh!" he said.
"One day I am a Child in the nursery," I said. "And the
next I'm grown up and ready to be sold to the highest Bider."
"I beg your pardon, I----"
"But I am as grown up now as I will ever be," I said. "And
indeed more so. I think a great deal now, because I have plenty
of Time. But my sister never thinks at all. She is to busy."
"Suppose we sit on the Bench.
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