I can't be like you.

Perhaps I don't want to be!"-- and she laughed.

"But I can admire you and love you, and think about you.

There, now, tell me what you are going to wear ?" "White satin, and Mr.Raeburn wants me to wear some pearls he is going to give me, some old pearls of his mother's.

I believe I shall find them at Mellor when I get back." There was little girlish pleasure in the tone.