She turned, trotted up and posed again at the top step. "Dear Mr. Powell, what a scatter-brain you must think me ..." She began the grand descent. "You must re-evaluate your opinion of me. I am no longer the mere child I was yesterday. I am ages and ages older. You must regard me as an adult from now on." She negotiated the bottom step and regarded him intently. "Reevaluate? Is that right?"