`` I 'm flattered that you noticed it , '' I said , sitting down on a fallen tree and looking up at her as she stood , tall and lithe , against an old pine , with her eyes averted . `` I should n't have supposed you 'd want an old fogy like myself poking about and spoiling the idyllic moments of love 's young dream . '' `` Why do you always speak of yourself as old ? '' said Betty , crossly , ignoring my reference to Frank . `` Because I am old , my dear . Witness these gray hairs . '' I pushed up my hat to show them the more recklessly . Betty barely glanced at them . `` You have just enough to give you a distinguished look , '' she said , `` and you are only forty . A man is in his prime at forty . He never has any sense until he is forty -- and sometimes he does n't seem to have any even then , '' she concluded impertinently . My heart beat . Did Betty suspect ? Was that last sentence meant to inform me that she was aware of my secret folly , and laughed at it ? `` I came over to see what has gone wrong between you and Frank , '' I said gravely . Betty bit her lips . `` Nothing , '' she said . `` Betty , '' I said reproachfully , `` I brought you up ... or endeavored to bring you up ... to speak the truth , the whole truth , and nothing but the truth . Do n't tell me I have failed . I 'll give you another chance .
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