Yes,Bill,said Willock,make the move.Make 'em know each other.
This is Miss Lahoma Willock,growled Bill;and this--waving at the young man disparagingly--SAYS he is Wilfred Compton.Know each other!
I'm glad to know you,Lahoma declared frankly.It's mighty lucky you came this way,for,you see,I just live here in the cove and never touch the big world.I believe you know a thousand things about the world that we ain't never dreamed of--
That we have never dreamed of,corrected Bill Atkins.
--That we have never dreamed of,resumed Lahoma meekly;and that's what I would like to hear about.I expect to go out in the big world and be a part of it,when I am older,when I know how to protect myself,Brick says.I'm just a little girl now,if I do look so big;I'm only fifteen,but when I am of age I'm going out into the big world;so that's why I'm glad to know you,to use you like a kind of dictionary.Are you coming back here again?
I hope so!he exclaimed fervently.
And so do I.In my cabin I have a long list of things written down in my tablet that I'd like to know about;questions that come to me as I sit looking over the hill into the sky,things Brick doesn't know,and not even Bill Atkins.You going to tell me them there things?
Bill interposed:Will you kindly tell me those things?
Will you kindly tell me those things?Lahoma put the revised question as calmly as if she had not suffered correction.
You see how it is,son,Willock remarked regretfully;Lahoma keeps pretty close to me,and I'm always a-leading her along the wrong trails,not having laid out an extensive education when I was planning the grounds I calculated to live in.When I got anything to say,I just follows the easiest way,knowing I'll get to the end of it if I talk constant.People in the big world ain't no more natural in talking than in anything else.They builds up fences and arbitrary walls,and is careful to stay right in the middle of the beaten path,and I'm all time keeping Bill busy at putting up the bars after me,so Lahoma will go straight.