Why, if she came often enough and remained long enough, she might yet learn how to milk a cow, as she had threatened to do.

At the thought, the boy on the grass by the nodding horses, laughed up into the sky.

Dorian was happy; but whether he preferred the somewhat nervous happiness of Mildred's presence or the quiet longing happiness of her absence, he could not tell.
The plain truth of the matter was, that Dorian had fallen deeply in love with Mildred.

This statement may be scoffed at by some people whose eyes have been dimmed by age so that they cannot see back into that time of youth when they also were "trailing clouds of glory" from their heavenly home.

There is nothing more wholesomely sweet than this first boy and girl affection.