Papa talks a good deal to you, and you don't talk much to papa.

Don't you like him ?" "Oh, Kitty!" "Then do you like him ?" "How can I help liking him?
I owe all my happiness to your papa." "Do you like him better than mamma ?" "I should be very ungrateful, if I liked anybody better than your mamma." Kitty considered a little, and shook her head.

"I don't understand that," she declared roundly.

"What do you mean ?" Sydney cleaned the pupil's slate, and set the pupil's sum--and said nothing.
Kitty placed a suspicious construction of her own on her governess's sudden silence.

"Perhaps you don't like my wanting to know so many things," she suggested.