Of course I shall come.

Forgive me for being so uncivil." At lunch and during their long walk afterwards, Irene was very gracious to him.

She had never talked with him in such a tone of entire friendliness; all at once they seemed to have become intimate.

Yet there was another change less pleasing to the young man; Irene talked as though either she had become older, or he younger.

She counselled him with serious kindness, urged him to make rational rules about study and recreation.
"You're overdoing it, you know.