She was unconsciously learning already a lesson from his presence.
That evening when going to bed she came to say good-night to Daddy.

After she had kissed him she also kissed 'old Mr.Harold,' as she now called him, and as a matter of course kissed Harold also.

He coloured up at once.

It was the first time a girl had ever kissed him.
The next day from early morning until bed-time was one long joy to Stephen, and there were few things of interest that Harold had not been shown; there were few of the little secrets which had not been shared with him as they went about hand in hand.

Like all manly boys Harold was good to little children and patient with them.