Young men are all very well in their place, but it doesn't do to drag them into everything, does it?
Diana and I are thinking seriously of promising each other that we will never marry but be nice old maids and live together forever.

Diana hasn't quite made up her mind though, because she thinks perhaps it would be nobler to marry some wild, dashing, wicked young man and reform him.

Diana and I talk a great deal about serious subjects now, you know.

We feel that we are so much older than we used to be that it isn't becoming to talk of childish matters.
It's such a solemn thing to be almost fourteen, Marilla.

Miss Stacy took all us girls who are in our teens down to the brook last Wednesday, and talked to us about it.