"He's got a magnificent muscle," I said.
"He has the most poetical eyes," Jill said.
"He swims like a duck," I said.
"He looks just like a Greek god," Jill said.
I'm sure Jill couldn't have known what a Greek god looked like, but I suppose she got the comparison out of some novel. Jill is always reading novels. She borrows them from the cook.
Aunt Tommy laughed and said, "You darlings."
For the next three months Jill and I were wild. It was just like reading a serial story to watch Dick and Aunt Tommy. One day when Dick came Aunt Tommy wasn't quite ready to come down, so Jill and I went in to the parlour to help things along. We knew we hadn't much time, so we began right off.
"Aunt Tommy is the jolliest girl I know," I said.
"She is as beautiful as a dream," Jill said.
"She can play games as good as a boy," I said.