"That's the way I felt--he was such a nice boy.

He looked like you, as if he'd come from a good home and had good habits, and I did want to kiss him, and I would have if I could have reached him--and I'm not going to tell a falsehood about it for any one, and I'm--I'm hostile." "Well, I guess pretty soon I'll be going," said Wilbur.
Winona gazed at him with strangely shining eyes.
"You wouldn't be any good if you didn't!" she said, suddenly.
It was perhaps the least ornate sentence she had ever spoken.
"Gee whiz!" said Wilbur again.

"You've changed!" "Something came over me," said Winona..