enlightened? You make yourself out very good."
"That is better than making one's self out bad, as you do."
The young girl glanced at me a moment, and then, with her charming smile, "That's one of the consequences of a false position."
"Is your position false?" I inquired, smiling too at this large formula.
"Distinctly so."
"In what way?"
"Oh, in every way. For instance, I have to pretend to be a jeune fille. I am not a jeune fille; no American girl is a jeune fille; an American girl is an intelligent, responsible creature. I have to pretend to be very innocent, but I am not very innocent."
"You don't pretend to be very innocent; you pretend to be—what shall I call it?—very wise."
"That's no pretence. I am wise."
"You are not an American girl," I ventured to observe.
My companion almost stopped, looking at me; there was a little flush in her cheek. "Voilà!" she
