“No, I think not,” said Harry. “I don’t know what a young lady’s deportment ought to be.”
“I’m glad of that, for you won’t be turning up the whites of your eyes at me in horror at anything I say or do. Oh, there’s some ribbon I want! Do you see it in that window? Come in with me, Harry.”
They went in, and Maud made a purchase of some ribbon, which she declared to be of a lovely shade.
Now it must be confessed that Maud sometimes allowed her high spirits to carry her too far. She was of an excitable, impulsive temperament. Still her impulses were generous and kindly, and in spite of her faults she was unusually attractive, and it was difficult not to be won over by her frank, affectionate manner. So Harry, who was not much used to the society of young ladies, and, as he said, did not very well know what deportment was proper for them, considered Maud to be very agreeable, and felt grateful for her kindness to himself.
After buying the ribbon, Maud walked on for some little distance till she came to a gentleman’s furnishing store.
“I want to go in here, Harry,” she said.
“They only sell articles for gentlemen in there,” said Harry.
“Never mind,” said Maud. “I know what I want. Come in.”