He, however, thought them the most dainty boots in the world, and he cleaned them with as much reverence as if they had been flowers.
Suddenly she appeared in the inner doorway rather shyly.

She had got a new cotton blouse on.

Paul jumped up and went forward.
"Oh, my stars!" he exclaimed.

"What a bobby-dazzler!" She sniffed in a little haughty way, and put her head up.
"It's not a bobby-dazzler at all!" she replied.

"It's very quiet." She walked forward, whilst he hovered round her.
"Well," she asked, quite shy, but pretending to be high and mighty, "do you like it ?" "Awfully! You ARE a fine little woman to go jaunting out with!" He went and surveyed her from the back.
"Well," he said, "if I was walking down the street behind you, I should say: 'Doesn't THAT little person fancy herself!"' "Well, she doesn't," replied Mrs.Morel.