"It is just like a girl to say that.

I call it `jolly,' nothing more nor less.

There's no other word to express what a fellow feels; and I do wonder, Nell, at your putting it so tamely!" The girl laughed out merrily at this; and her smiling face, wreathed in dimples, expressed as much animation as her brother could have wished.
"Do forgive me, Bob," she cried.

"You are quite right.

It is `jolly,' the fields flying by, the trees all jumping up when you least expect them, the hills coming close, and--everything! I have noticed them all; for, I've been looking out, too, Master Observer, and have eyes like you, old chappie!" "Ah, but you haven't seen all that I have," said Bob, mollified by Nellie's sympathetic accord.