to wear in such cases, and which, in a man, exasperates them beyond
measure.

'My dear,' said Greif, 'you have quite misunderstood me. I will explain
the situation.'

'It is necessary,' answered Hilda, looking at the trees.

'In the first place, you must remember what we were saying, or rather
what you were saying a little while ago. You wanted an explanation of
the nature of love. Now that made me think that you had never felt what
I feel--'

'I have not had your experience,' observed Hilda.

'But I have not had any experience either!' exclaimed Greif, suddenly
breaking down in his dissertation.

'Then how do you know that I am so different from other women?' was the
inexorable retort.

'I have seen other women, and talked with them--'

'About love?'

'No--about the weather,' answered Greif, annoyed at her persistence.

'And were their views about the weather so very different from mine?'
inquired the young girl, pushing him to the end of the situation.