“I really am,” said dolly. “But you don’t mean it, do you?”

“Certainly not,” said I.

Dolly smiled.

“No more than he did!” said I, pointing to the sun dial.

And then we both smiled.

“Will this hour count, Mr. Carter?” asked Dolly, as she turned away.

“That would be rather strict,” said I.

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A REMINISCENCE

“I know exactly what your mother wants, Phyllis,” observed Mrs. Hilary.