The Atom wriggled on her chair; then,
"I don't care for children much, thank you; that is," her hopeless honesty impelled her, "not some children!"
Nell broke in hastily, "I have spoken to him over the wall."
"So I heard. He is rather lonely. We do not seem to know any nice young people."
Denis suggested, "Used not to know?"
She laughed.
"I stand corrected. Well, I hope we shall soon know very well some very nice young people!" She rose to go.
"Will you come in to-morrow afternoon? Early—about three?"
"Oh, thanks—if Aunt—" Nell looked inquiringly at Miss Kezia.
"I have no objection."