Have I not told you that it is your duty to make the best of yourself ?--we cannot be all handsome, but we need not offend our neighbours' eyes.' But, as usual, Jill turned a deaf ear to my philosophy.
The study looked very cosy when we entered it, and Uncle Max gave us a warm welcome.

To be sure, he shook his head at Jill, and told her that he was afraid she was a naughty girl, but both he and Mr.Tudor prudently refrained from teasing her on the subject of her escapade.

On the contrary, they treated her with profound respect, as though she were a grown-up, sensible young lady, and this answered with Jill.

She grew bright and animated, forgot her shyness, and talked in her quaint racy manner.

I could see that Mr.Tudor was much taken with her.