“Why, what’s the matter?” said Lillie, “are you embarrassed at telling your age?”
“Oh, nothing!” said John, writing down the numbers hastily; and then, finding a sudden occasion to give directions in the garden, he darted out. “It’s so silly to be ashamed of our age!” said Lillie, as the census-taker withdrew.
“Of course,” said Grace; and she had the humanity never to allude to the subject with her brother.
CHAPTER X.
CHANGES.
Scene.—A chamber at the Seymour House. Lillie discovered weeping. John rushing in with empressement.
“LILLIE, you shall tell me what ails you.”
“Nothing ails me, John.”
“Yes, there does; you were crying when I came in.”