I guess it amounts to about the same thing, though, love does, no
matter in what way it comes to one or by what name we call it, if it is
the genuine thing. I have certainly never felt about Whythe in the way
Mazie must have felt about her milkman, judging by her face, but I had
been enjoying myself and I didn't intend to stop with too much
suddenness. Mr. Willie had warned me and I would remember, but it is
against the law to condemn a man unheard. The Bible says so. I would
go slowly for once in my life and give Whythe a chance to conduct his
own defense. It wouldn't be necessary to mention that a case was being
tried or that I would be both judge and jury. There are times in life
when it is well to keep some things to oneself.




CHAPTER XV

Yesterday it poured in torrents all day. None of us could get out of
the house, so while Miss Araminta darned my stockings, which hadn't
been touched since I came to Twickenham Town, I read aloud to the whole
bunch in the library and we had a very nice time. Miss Araminta has
tried to teach me to darn since I have been here, but she has not
succeeded in doing it! I will never be a darner. I have asked Mother
not to get me all-over silk stockings, as the Lisle-thread feet last
much longer, but she doesn't seem to remember, and one of my charities
is giving my nice stockings away when they can no longer be worn with
self-respect. Clarissa, Mother's maid, is supposed to keep them in
order, but she doesn't do it, and she has headaches so often I don't
like to say anything to her, with the result that Mother thinks I wear
out an awful lot, and yet I know she wouldn't want me to wear stockings