I wish you to get your data assembled in your mind on prehistoric peoples before we take up any definite groups." "That's all right," Kit answered, comfortably.

"I don't mind one bit.

I'll do anything you tell me to, Uncle Cassius, because," this very earnestly, "I do feel as if I hadn't played quite fair.

I mean in coming out here, and landing on you suddenly, without warning you I was a girl, and I want to make up to you for it in every possible way.

I'll study bones and ruins and rocks, and anything you tell me to, but I want to make sure first that you really like me.