One begins by being bored with being young, and as we begin to realise what an asset youth is, it flies.
Rejoice in your youth, little Jean-girl, for it's a stuff will not endure....

Now we'll go downstairs.

It's too bad of me keeping you up here." "How you have changed this room," said Jean.

"It smells so nice." "It is slightly less forbidding.

I am quite attached to both my rooms, though when Mawson and I are both here together I sometimes feel I must poke my arms out of the window or thrust my head up the chimney like Bill the Lizard, in order to get room.