`` I think I should . I 'm selfish , I know , because everyone pets and spoils me , but if I loved a person dearly I 'd give up anything to them . Indeed I would , Paul , pray believe me . '' She spoke earnestly , and leaned on his shoulder as if to enforce her words . The boy 's arm stole around the little figure in the saddle , and a beautiful bright smile broke over his face as he answered warmly , `` I do believe it , dear , and it makes me happy to hear you say so . Do n't be afraid , I 'm your equal , but I 'll not forget that you are my little mistress till I can change from groom to gentleman . '' He added the last sentence as he withdrew his arm , for Lillian had shrunk a little and blushed with surprise , not anger , at this first breach of respect on the part of her companion . Both were silent for a moment , Paul looking down and Lillian busy with her nosegay . She spoke first , assuming an air of satisfaction as she surveyed her work . `` That will please Mamma , I 'm sure , and make her quite forget my naughty prank of yesterday . Do you know I offended her dreadfully by peeping into the gold case she wears on her neck ? She was asleep and I was sitting by her . In her sleep she pulled it out and said something about a letter and Papa . I wanted to see Papa 's face , for I never did , because the big picture of him is gone from the gallery where the others are , so I peeped into the case when she let it drop and was so disappointed to find nothing but a key . '' `` A key ! What sort of a key ? '' cried Paul in an eager tone . `` Oh , a little silver one like the key of my piano , or the black cabinet . She woke and was very angry to find me meddling . '' `` What did it belong to ? ''
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