"Since we grew into strangers," she replied readily. "Ages ago! But I heard you were coming, and I wondered if we should come across one another."
"Was it likely that we should not?"
"How could I tell? Those are such far-off times. But it is nice to see you again. Have you seen mother yet?"
"I did not suppose she would be grateful for so early a call."
"But how did you get round here?"
"Usual mode of progression—on my two feet."
"Oh, how like you are to what you used to be! We always talked nonsense together."
"Did we? My impression is that we discussed endlessly your heart-breaking trials and dismal views of life."
"But then you always made them out to be nothing."
"And then you used to howl and be the better for it."