"C'est cela. He forgot them, no doubt," echoed Shirley. "They are extremely well written," she observed complacently.
"What a giddy girl you were, Shirley, in those days! I remember you so well. A slim, light creature whom, though you were so tall, I could lift off the floor. I see you with your long, countless curls on your shoulders, and your streaming sash. You used to make Mr. Moore lively--that is, at first. I believe you grieved him after a while."

"He forgot them, no doubt," echoed Shirley. "They are extremely well written," she added complacently.
"What a giddy girl you were, Shirley, in those days! A slim, light creature whom, though you were so tall, I could lift off the floor. I see you with your long curls on your shoulders, and your streaming sash. You used to make Mr. Moore lively - that is, at first. I believe you grieved him after a while."
