He always felt that the young instinctively knew so much more than he did.
"I liked him awfully.

He was like a dog." "Ah!" said Felix, "he IS like a dog--very honest; he grins and runs about the city, and might be inclined to bay the moon." 'I don't mind that,' Nedda thought, 'so long as he's not "superior."' "He's very human," Felix added.
And having found out that he lived in Gray's Inn, Nedda thought: 'I will; I'll ask him.' To put her project into execution, she wrote this note: "DEAR MR.

CUTHCOTT: "You were so kind as to tell me you wouldn't mind if I bothered you about things.

I've got a very bothery thing to know what to do about, and I would be so glad of your advice.

It so happens that I can't ask my father and mother.