I am sure I should understand better if he would.

I shouldn't be so frightened at him then." "The way I generally hear gentlemen talk to girls makes me ashamed--makes me feel as if I must ask, 'Is it that you are a fool, or that you take that girl for one ?' They never talk so to me." Letty sat pulling a jonquil to pieces.

She looked up.

Her eyes were full of thought, but she paused a long time before she spoke, and, when she did, it was only to say: "I fear, Mary, I should take any man for a fool who took me for anything else." Letty was a rather small and rather freckled girl, with the daintiest of rounded figures, a good forehead, and fine clear brown eyes.

Her mouth was not pretty, except when she smiled--and she did not smile often.