"As if I could forget it."
"You seem to have an awfully good memory for some things," she said slowly.
"I remember something more, Marion. We were like brother and sister in those days, and you used to put your arms around my neck and kiss me."
"I don't believe I ever did anything so dreadful, Harry!"
"I remember it perfectly well."
"Don't you think we had better go into the house now?"
"Don't get angry, Marion. But—but—I always did think a lot of you, and always shall—even if I have turned Yankee."
"Yankee or not, Harry, you will always be very dear to me as my cousin," she returned hastily.
"Speaking of cousins, does St. John come here often?"
"Yes, quite often."