"And you, little Dolly, you are accordingly to be shoved out into the great, great world, long before you are ready for it."
"Is the world any bigger over there than it is on this side?" said Dolly, with a gleam of fun.
"Well, yes," said Mr. Eberstein. "Most people think so. And London is a good deal bigger than Philadelphia."
"The world is very much alike all over," remarked Mrs. Eberstein; "in one place a little more fascinating and dangerous, in another a little less."
"Will it be more or less, over there, for me, Aunt Harry?"
"It would be 'more' for you anywhere, Dolly, soon. Why you are between sixteen and seventeen; almost a woman!" Mrs. Eberstein said with a sigh.
"No, not yet, Aunt Harry. I'll be a girl yet awhile. I can be that in England, can't I, as well as here?"
"Better," said Mr. Eberstein.
"But the world, nevertheless, is a little bigger out there, Ned," his wife added.
"In what way, Aunt Harry? And what do you mean by the 'world' anyhow?"