Then I saw him ! I knew it was Sidney Elliot in a moment . He was just as tall and just as black-eyed ; he was still given to lounging evidently , for he was leaning against the fence a panel away from me and looking at me with an amused smile . After my first mad impulse to rush away and bury myself in the wilderness that smile put me at ease . If he had looked grave or polite I would have been as miserably shy as I 've always been in a man 's presence . But it was the smile of a grandfather for a child , and I just grinned cheerfully back at him . He ploughed along through the thick drift that was soft and spongy by the fence and came close up to me . `` You must be little Cornelia , '' he said with another aged smile . `` Or rather , you were little Cornelia . I suppose you are big Cornelia now and want to be treated like a young lady ? '' `` Indeed , I do n't , '' I protested . `` I 'm not grown up and I do n't want to be . You are Mr. Elliot , I suppose . Nobody expected you till next week . What made you come so soon ? '' `` A whim of mine , '' he said . `` I 'm full of whims and crotchets . Old bachelors always are . But why did you ask that question in a tone which seemed to imply that you resented my coming so soon , Miss Cornelia ? '' `` Oh , do n't tack the Miss on , '' I implored .
`` Call me Cornelia ... or better still , Nic , XXXXX Dad does .
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