"I'll tell you where you are—guess."
"Where?"
"Here, in my heart, and keeping me awake nights, too. Say, Beile, what have I ever done to you to have my rest disturbed by you in that manner?"
Her heart was beating like a sledge-hammer. She tried to laugh, as she returned:—
"I don't know—You can never stop making fun, can you?"
"Fun? Do you want me to cry? I will, gladly, if I only know that you will agree to have an engagement party," he rejoined, deeply blushing under cover of the darkness.
"When?" she questioned, the word crossing her lips before she knew it.
"On my part, to-morrow."