I want you to know I appreciate it.

I have never known girls; Marian is really the first girl I have ever known, and she has taught me ever so many things." "Marian is a dear," murmured Mrs.Bassett.
She was a murmurous person, whose speech was marked by a curious rising inflection, that turned most of her statements into interrogatories.

To Sylvia this habit seemed altogether wonderful and elegant.
"Suppose we take a walk along the lake path, Sylvia.

We can pretend we're looking for wild flowers to have an excuse.

I'll leave word for Marian to follow." They set off along the path together.