Graves, the lawyer man, told me how old you and Stevie were, fust time I met him.

And his partner, Mr.
Sylvester, gave me the date one day when he was goin' over your pa's will.

You'll be twenty years old Sunday, won't you ?" "Yes." It was late in the afternoon, and she had been out since ten o'clock shopping with Mrs.Dunn, lunching downtown with the latter and Malcolm, and motoring for an hour or two.

The weather for the season was mild and sunny, and the crisp air had brightened her cheeks, her eyes sparkled, her fur coat and cap were very becoming, and Captain Elisha inspected her admiringly before making another remark.
"My! My!" he exclaimed, after an instant's pause.

"Twenty years old! Think of it! 'Bije's girl's a young woman now, ain't she?
I cal'late he was proud of you, too.