But there was nothing to write , and I 've felt too miserable to write if there had been . I do n't know what is the matter with me . I 'm just cross and horrid to everyone , even to poor Sidney . Mrs. Rennie has been queening it in Riverton society for the past month . People rave over her and I admire her horribly , although I do n't like her . Mrs. Burnett says that a match between her and Sidney Elliot is a foregone conclusion . It 's plain to be seen that Mrs. Rennie loves Sidney . Even I can see that , and I do n't know much about such things . But it puzzles me to know how Sidney regards her . I have never thought he showed any sign of really caring for her . But then , he is n't the kind that would . `` Nic , I wonder if you will ever grow up , '' he said to me today , laughing , when he caught me racing over the lawn with the dogs . `` I 'm grown up now , '' I said crossly . `` Why , I 'm eighteen and a half and I 'm two inches taller than any of the other girls . '' Sidney laughed , as if he were heartily amused at something . `` You 're a blessed baby , '' he said , `` and the dearest , truest , jolliest little chum ever a fellow had . I do n't know what I 'd do without you , Nic . You keep me sane and wholesome . I 'm a tenfold better man for knowing you , little girl . '' I was rather pleased .
It was nice XXXXX think I was some good to Sidney .
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