Now I am going to fetch my uncle, and remember, please," she concluded, looking back at him from the door, "if I have seemed frivolous this morning, I am not always so.

More than anything I am looking forward, down at Lyndwood, to have you, if you will, talk to me seriously." "Shall I dare to argue with you, I wonder ?" he asked.
She smiled at him.
"Why not?
A matter of courage ?" "The bravest person in the world," he declared, "remembers always that little proverb about discretion.".