"Who was rescued from that horrible wreck?"
"Yes."
"You are not so very little, though."
"I am taller than you," replied our young friend, in a tone of pique.
"But I look the eldest."
"We are much of an age; I heard Lady Rohallion say so."
"I think I shall like you."
"I am sure that I shall like you very much!" responded Quentin, blushing in spite of himself.
"You know that we are to be companions, and learn our studies together?"
"And such delightful walks we shall have in this old avenue," said she, looking up at the grand old sycamores, between which the golden sunset fell in flakes of warm light.