I am not beautiful," she poutingly continued.

"Now let us examine my face." She laughed, and settled herself contentedly upon the stone, as if to take up a serious discussion.

"I often do so in the mirror.

Vain?
Of course I am!" "I am only too willing to examine it," said Max, laughingly.
"My mouth," she said, pursing her lips and lifting her face temptingly for his inspection, "my mouth is--" "Perfect," interrupted Max.
She looked surprised and said, "Ah, that was nicely spoken, Little Max, and quickly, for you." "'Little Max'!" exclaimed the young man.

"Where heard you that name?
No one save my mother has ever used it; no one but Karl and my father has ever heard her speak the words.