Her big, innocent, honest eyes looked full at her friend, their expression showed bewilderment.

When she looked at her in this way Beatrice suddenly burst into a fit of laughter.

Then she put her arms round Catherine and kissed her two or three times.
"Kate, you are the sweetest girl I ever met in all my life.

You are good, you are innocent.

Kitty, I would do much for you." "And Loftus is very kind," repeated Catherine; "and he's handsome, too.
He often told me that girls fell in love with him." Beatrice patted Catherine's cheek.
"Little puss!" she said, "he ought not to breathe such words in your innocent ears.