I was never dull in Jill's company; she had always something fresh to say; she had a fund of originality, and drew her words newly coined from her own mint.
I do not believe that Mr.Tudor quite understood her, for he was a simple young fellow.

But she piqued his curiosity.

I must have appeared quite a tame, commonplace person beside her.

When Jill went out of the room to fetch something, he asked me, rather curiously, how old she was, and when I told him that she was a mere child, not quite sixteen, he said, half musing, that she seemed older than that.

She knew so much about things, but he supposed she was very clever.
We went down into the drawing-room after this, and Jill kept me company while Mr.Tudor supped in state, with Clayton and Clarence to wait on him.