He drew it forth to see what it was, having forgotten entirely that he had been carrying the volume about with him since morning.
"What's that ?" asked the girl.

"Will you let me look?
Is it a tale?
Lend it me; will you ?" "Do you read books ?" "Oh yes; why not?
Let me keep this till you come again.

Is this your name written here--Osmond Waymark ?" "Yes.

And what is your name ?" "Ida Starr." "Ida?
That's a beautiful name.

I was almost afraid to ask you, for fear it should be something common." "And why shouldn't I have a common name ?" "Because you are by no means a common girl." "You think not?
Well, perhaps you are right.