Her eyes were limpid, almost as if there were tears in them.
"Maybe that was pretty difficult for a little girl. I know most about big boys and young men."
"Betty just guesses, this way—eight and nine, and it comes quite as easy as if I had said two and three are five."
Uncle Win gave his gentle smile and it comforted her greatly.
"This quickness comes by practice. When you have had six years' study you may know as much as Betty in arithmetic, and you will know more in some other branches."
"If I can just know as much," she said wistfully.
Cato gave a gentle rap on the open door.
"Juno's ready," he announced. "Will master take little missy out, or shall I go for Master Cary?"
"I had not thought. Would you like to go, Doris?"
Her eyes answered him before she could speak.