“Oh,” cried Dinah, with her little shout (she would not have been Dinah without that little shout), “Oh, Tessa, did you hear?”
“She is star-gazing,” said Mr. Hammerton.
“It isn’t a true story,” pleaded Dinah. “You didn’t really see him hanging by the rope and the woman looking on.”
“My young friend, it is an allegory; that is what you will drive some man to some day.”
“You know I won’t. What is the name of that bright star?”
“It isn’t a star, it’s a planet.”
“How do I know the difference?”
“Lady Blue knows.”
“Do you call her that because her eyes are so blue or because she is a blue-stocking?”
“She is not a blue-stocking; I will not allow it. It is for her eyes.”