ather put on
airs of having a right to tell me what I must do, and I didn't like it
much, especially before those dear cadets, but it would have been
childish to make a fuss. Besides, I was his guest.

I went, like a disagreeable lamb sulking on its way to the slaughter;
but, thank goodness, I was engaged already for nearly all the dances,
and most of them had to be split in two; there were so many cadets for
them. (I think, by the by, I shall try to get Stan to take me to
Sandhurst some day, to see if it is at all like West Point, and whether
they have hops.)

Potter made fun of the cadets, and called them "white meat," and
"little things that got in the way"; but when I asked a straight
question he had to confess that he had been one himself only six years
ago. "I was twenty-two when I graduated," he said. "One of the youngest
men in my class." Which was the same as telling me that he is
twenty-eight now. Ten years older than I am! It makes him seem quite
old.

Somehow, although he is so nice to me in most ways, he stirs me up to
feel antagonistic, as though I wanted to contradict him, and not like
things that he likes; and I believe it is the same with him about me,
for I make his eyes look angry very often. I felt he was disappointed
because I admired the cadets so much, and had promised so many dances,
and I was in a mood to tease him. But I fancy he isn't the kind who
would take teasing well; and the scenery he was showing me was so
beautiful that presently I resolved to be good.

We saw Kosciusko's monument, and I would insist upon his telling me
things about Kosciusko himself, though Potter didn't seem to think him
important; and then we began winding our way along a most exquisite
path overhanging the river, always shadowed by trees. Sometimes it was
cut through a green arbour, with a light like liquid emeralds;
sometimes it ran high on the rocks; sometimes it dipped down close to
the water; but invariably there was just enough room for two, and no
more, to walk side by side.

We met several couples--cadets and girls; young officers and
girls;--sauntering or sitting down close together in out of the way
places. But by and by we seemed to have passed beyond the inhabited
zone. Then Potter asked me if I were not tired from so much walking,
and if I wouldn't like to rest. I said no, and he promptly pretended to
be done up, which I thought very silly; but of course I had to sit down
by him on a rock with a g