"And you really cherish no hard feelings?"
"None whatever."
"You are very good. And pretty; did you know it? Quite pretty."
Vinnie laughed again.
"Mrs. Presbit brought me up to the wholesome belief that I was quite plain."
"That was to prevent you from becoming vain. Vanity, you know," said Caroline, with her most exquisite simper, "spoils so many girls! I'm thankful it doesn't run in our family! But didn't your glass undeceive you?"
"On the contrary, I used to look in it and say to myself, 'It is a very common face; I wish it was pretty, but Aunt Presbit is right; I'm a homely little thing!'"
"And you felt bad?"
"I never mourned over it; though, of course, I should have much preferred to be handsome."
"And hasn't anybody ever told you you were handsome?"