Not to know these gentlemen, what is it like?
It is like never having been in love.

But they are in the house! That is like knowing that you will fall in love to-morrow morning.

With one word, by drawing one mournful face, I could have got my mother to abjure the jam-shelf--nay, I might have managed it by merely saying that she had enjoyed 'The Master of Ballantrae.' For you must remember that she only read it to persuade herself (and me) of its unworthiness, and that the reason she wanted to read the others was to get further proof.

All this she made plain to me, eyeing me a little anxiously the while, and of course I accepted the explanation.

Alan is the biggest child of them all, and I doubt not that she thought so, but curiously enough her views of him are among the things I have forgotten.
But how enamoured she was of 'Treasure Island,' and how faithful she tried to be to me all the time she was reading it! I had to put my hands over her eyes to let her know that I had entered the room, and even then she might try to read between my fingers, coming to herself presently, however, to say 'It's a haver of a book.' 'Those pirate stories are so uninteresting,' I would reply without fear, for she was too engrossed to see through me.