"We don't know this young man.

He's probably only fooling anyway." Bim rose and stood very erect.
"Mother, do you think I look like a baby ?" she asked.

"I tell you I'm every inch a woman," she added, mimicking her father in the speech of Lear.
"But there are not many inches in you yet." "How discouraging you are!" said Bim, sinking into her chair with a sigh.
Bim went often to the little tavern after that.

Of those meetings little is known, save that, with all the pretty arts of the cavalier, unknown to Harry Needles, the handsome youth flattered and delighted the girl.

This went on day by day for a fortnight.