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Malcolm declared himself quite enchanted; he had never seen any
place he liked better. There was room for his big bath--his tub he
called it mentally--and a comfortable chair or two, and when he had
concluded these little arrangements to his own satisfaction, he
joined Elizabeth, who was making friends with a great sandy cat, who
rejoiced in the doubtful name of Old Tom.
"I am glad you are so pleased," she said in quite an interested
tone, as they walked down the road again. "I hardly expected that
you would be so easily satisfied. Cedric calls the Crow's Nest a
wretched little hole."
"Oh, he is so young, Miss Templeton--he is at the age when one has
great expectations; we learn to moderate and alter our ideas as we
grow older. Don't you remember Carmen Sylva's charming description
of youth and age? I like it so much."
Elizabeth shook her head. "I am afraid I do not read enough," she
said rather sadly. But he looked at her very kindly.
"She is one of the wisest and wittiest of women," he returned; "and
she is your namesake too."
"Oh yes, I know that.


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