Sybil asked Ronald what he had been
doing.
"I have been doing Boston," he said. "Of course it was the proper thing.
But I am afraid I do not know much about it."
"But do you like it?" she asked. "It is much more important, I think, to
know whether you like things or dislike them, than to know everything
about them. Do not you think so?"
"Oh, of course," said Ronald. "But I like Boston very much; I mean the
part where you live. All this, you know--Commonwealth Place, and the
Public Park, you know, and Beacon Avenue, of course, very much. But the
city "--
"You do not like the city?" suggested Sybil, seeing he hesitated, and
smiling at his strange confusion of names.
"No," said Ronald. "I think it is so cramped and ugly, and all little
narrow streets. But then, of course, it is such a little place. You get
into the country the moment you walk anywhere."
"It seems very big to the Bostonians," said Sybil, laughing.
"Oh, of course. You have lived here all your life, and so it is quite
different.
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