But she never let on she saw him and took me away to another part of the garden.

After awhile he got up and went away and then Miss Reade said, 'Come over to Aunt Una's seat and I will tell you about her and her lover--that man who has just gone out.' "'Oh, isn't he too old for a lover ?' I said.
"Beautiful Alice laughed and said it was forty years since he had been her Aunt Una's lover.

He had been a tall, handsome young man then, and her Aunt Una was a beautiful girl of nineteen.
"We went over and sat down and Miss Reade told me all about her.

She said that when she was a child she had heard much of her Aunt Una--that she seemed to have been one of those people who are not soon forgotten, whose personality seems to linger about the scenes of their lives long after they have passed away." "What is a personality?
Is it another word for ghost ?" asked Peter.
"No," said the Story Girl shortly.

"I can't stop in a story to explain words." "I don't believe you know what it is yourself," said Felicity.
The Story Girl picked up her hat, which she had thrown down on the grass, and placed it defiantly on her brown curls.
"I'm going in," she announced.