'She wanted to know if you liked him too, and I said, "Oh yes, so much; he was a great favourite of yours," and she seemed pleased to hear it.' 'You silly child! I wish you would leave me and my likes and dislikes out of your conversations with Miss Darrell.' 'Well, do you know, I try to do so, because I know how you hate her,--at least, dislike her: that is a more ladylike term,--you are so horribly particular, Ursula; but somehow your name always gets in, and I never know how, and there is no keeping you out.

Sometimes she makes me dreadfully angry about you, and sometimes she says nice things; but there, we will not talk about the double-faced lady to-night.

I understand her less than ever.' We glided into more serious subjects after this.

I made Jill promise to be more patient with her life, and work from a greater sense of duty, and I begged her most earnestly to fight against discontent, and exorcise this youthful demon of hers, and again she promised to do her best.
'I feel better about things, somehow: you have done me good, Ursie; you always do.

I must make mother understand that I am nearly a woman, and that I do not intend to waste my time any longer dreaming childish dreams.