Childhood takes the world for granted.
As the two went cheerily down the stairs and out into the street, the boy’s heart lightened; the gnawing sense of loneliness that had oppressed him fell from him, and the stucco street turned to a way of palaces in the grey of the twilight.
CHAPTER V
Wherein Miss Betty Modeyne is introduced to the Study of Nature
As they stood on the doorstep, waiting for the answer to their ring at Netherby Gomme’s bell, Betty broke a pensive silence:
“I have never spoken to an author,” she said.
She had not imagined the spring of literature as running in so dingy a well.
Noll pshawed airily: