You haven't watched her learning to laugh and sing and enjoy her innocent days as Nature bade; since she has dared to be herself.

It was love that taught her an that." "Love!" said Sarah.
Her soft, red lips parted; and her breath quickened with a sudden sensation of mingled interest, sympathy, and amusement.
"Ay, love," said the doctor, half angrily.

He detected the deepening of Sarah's dimples.

"And I am an old fool to talk to you like this.
You children think that love is reserved for boys and girls, like you and--and Peter." "I don't know what Peter has to do with it," said Sarah, pouting.
"I heard Peter explaining to his tenants just now," said the doctor, with a harsh laugh, "that he was going to settle down here for good and all--with his mother; that nothing was to be changed from his father's time.

Something in his words would have made me understand the look on his mother's face, even if I hadn't read it right--already.