"But you know I am quite grown up. We are no longer children. And that makes a change in every one."
"But that need not break friendship."
"I think it doesn't break friendship always," she returned thoughtfully.
"Daffodil, you are the loveliest and sweetest girl I have ever known."
"But not in the whole world," she rejoined archly.
"In my world. That is enough for me. Good-night;" and he longed to kiss her hand.
She and Andsdell came down from the Fort, crossed several streets, and then turned to the east. Philadelphia was their theme of conversation.
"I was such a little girl then," she said, with almost childish eagerness. "Everything was so different. I felt as if I was in a palace, and the maid dressed me with so much care, and went out to walk with me, and Miss Wharton was so charming. And now she is in France."
"Would you like to go to France—Paris?"
"Oh, I don't know. You have been there?"