She sat up in her chair with a happy little laugh.
"Isn't it wonderful!" she exclaimed.

"I never knew time to pass so quickly.

There isn't any pleasure in the world like this," she added, a little impulsively, "the pleasure of letting your thoughts run out to meet some one else's, some one who understands.

Take care of every line we have written, my friend." "We might go on after dinner," he suggested eagerly.
She shook her head.
"I'd rather not," she admitted.

"My brain is too full.