"I cannot keep that promise, for that man is dead.

You are a man of the city, and I am scarcely acquainted with you." Young Stewart found himself not a little puzzled by the situation.
He had come home expecting to meet a girl beautiful in face and form, but with the mind of a child to wonder at the things he would tell her.

He had found, instead, a thoughtful young woman trained to look for and recognize truth and beauty.

Sammy was always his physical superior.

She was now his intellectual superior as well.