Sidney has been living at Stillwater for a month . It seems as if he must have lived there always . He came to our place the next day after I met him in the woods . Everybody made a fuss over him , but he shook them off with an ease I envied and whisked me out to see Don 's leg . He has fixed it up so that it is as good as new now , and the dogs like him almost better than they like me . We have had splendid times since then . We are just the jolliest chums and we tramp about everywhere together and go skating and snowshoeing and riding . We read a lot of books together too , and Sidney always explains everything I do n't understand . I 'm not a bit shy and I can always find plenty to say to him . He is n't at all like any other man I know . Everybody likes him , but the women seem to be a little afraid of him . They say he is so terribly cynical and satirical . He goes into society a good bit , although he says it bores him . He says he only goes because it would bore him worse to stay home alone . There 's only one thing about Sidney that I hardly like . I think he rather overdoes it in the matter of treating me as if I were a little girl . Of course , I do n't want him to look upon me as grown up . But there is a medium in all things , and he really need n't talk as if he thought I was a child of ten and had no earthly interest in anything but sports and dogs . These are the best things ... I suppose ... but I understand lots of other things too , only I ca n't convince Sidney that I do . I know he is laughing at me when I try to show him I 'm not so childish as he thinks me .
He 's indulgent and whimsical , just XXXXX he would be with a little girl who was making believe to be grown up .
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