"Yes."
"You seem young to travel alone."
"I don't think you can be much older than I," said Mark.
"Mercy! I feel ever so much older. I feel old enough to be your aunt."
"I shouldn't mind having you for an aunt," returned Mark.
"On the whole, though, it might prove to be too much of a responsibility. You may be very hard to manage."
"Do you mind my calling you aunt?"
"Well, perhaps it might make me appear too venerable."
"Did you notice, Miss Loring, whether your clerical friend left the cars when he left the seat?"
"No; I didn't feel any particular interest in him, and did not give him a second thought."