"How old are you now?"
"Almost eleven."
"Why, so am I! When's your birthday?"
"On the thirteenth of September."
"And mine is on the tenth of October, so you're nearly a month older than I am. You haven't told me your name yet?"
"My name's Isobel Stewart."
"What!" cried the other, opening her blue eyes wide in the greatest astonishment. "That's my name!"
"Your name!" exclaimed Isobel, in equal amazement.
"Of course it is. My name's Isabelle Stuart."