"Quite different from Captain Cameron," Miss Grainger suggested.
"Oh, quite. Bob's a kid beside him."
There was a brief pause.
Miss Grainger glanced at the girl.
"Do you know, Pansy, I'm sorry for Captain Cameron."
"So am I," the girl replied, a touch of distress in her voice. "But my sorrow refuses to blossom into love."
"He's a very good sort."
"I know; but then I'm not given to falling in love."
"Some day you'll find yourself in love before you know it."
Pansy smiled at her old governess in a merry, whole-hearted fashion.