You," smiling, _"are_ a little girl.

Go away and finish your fight with Mr.Gower." "Yes.

Come! Miss Knollys is on my side.

She knows I shall win," says the stout young man; and, whilst disputing with him at every step, Tita disappears.
"What a girl! No style, no manners," says Lady Rylton; "and yet I must receive her as a daughter.

Fancy living with that girl! A silly child, with her hair always untidy, and a laugh that one can hear a mile off.