"Did you? Do you like blue eyes? They aren't as--well, as strong and
expressive as brown eyes. Fairy's are brown."

"I like blue eyes best. They are so much brighter and deeper. You can't
see clear to the bottom of blue eyes,--you have to keep looking." And he
did keep looking.

"Did you play football at college? You are so tall. Fairy's tall, too.
Fairy's very grand-looking. I've tried my best to eat lots, and
exercise, and make myself bigger, but--I am a fizzle."

"Yes, I played football.--But girls do not need to be so tall as men.
Don't you remember what Orlando said about Rosalind,--'just as tall as my
heart'? I imagine you come about to my shoulder. We'll measure as soon
as you are on your feet again."

"Are you going to live in Mount Mark now? Are you coming to stay?"
Prudence was almost quivering as she asked this. It was of vital
importance.

"No, I will only be there a few days, but I shall probably be back every
week or so. Is your father very strict? Maybe he would object to your
writing to me."

"Oh, he isn't strict at all. And he will be glad for me to write to you,
I know. I write to two or three men when they are away. But they
are--oh, I do not know exactly what it is, but I do not really like to
write to them. I believe I'll quit. It's such a bother."