"You know it well?"
"Yes, pretty well."
"If it is not a frightfully impertinent question—how old are you really, Miss Sharp—?" I felt that she could not be only twenty-three after this conversation.
She smiled—the second smile I have seen—.
"On the twentieth of October I shall be twenty-four."
"Where on earth did you learn all your philosophy of life in the time!"
"It is life which teaches us everything—if we are not half asleep—especially if it is difficult—."
"And the stupid people are like me—not liking to learn any lessons and kicking against the pricks—.",
"Yes—."
"I would try to learn anything you would teach me though, Miss Sharp."