"Remarkably!"
"How?"
"You're just the kind of boy I always thought I'd meet first——"
"How funny!"
"Yes, exactly," she cried excitedly and with a serious tone in her voice that was absolutely convincing. "You're so jolly and friendly and easy to talk to, I feel as if I've known you all my life."
"And I feel the same—isn't it funny?"
They both laughed immoderately.
"Come," the boy cried, "I want to show you my mother's and my grandfather's portraits in the library. You'll see where I get my silly blonde hair, my slightly pug nose and my very friendly ways."
She rose with a laugh:
"Your nose isn't pug, it's just good-humored."