A young man had admired her and _said_ so.

Very likely that was the way with young men.

_No_ doubt they were bolder than young women; but somehow it was not so very objectionable _in them_.
That short interview was a little era in Mary's young life.

Walter had fixed his eyes on her with delight, had held her hand some seconds, and admired her to her face.

She began to wonder a little, and flutter a little, and to put off childhood.
Next day, punctual to the minute, Walter drove up to the door in an open carriage drawn by two fast steppers.