“I admit it,” he smilingly said.
“And so do I,” returned Lester, as the twinkle in Hugh’s eye gave him the assurance that there was no anger in his words.
“You want her, Lester?”
“And you want her, Hugh?”
So rapidly had the words been spoken that the girls had had no time to speak.
“Yes; and you?”
“Want her forever.”
“Then, Lester, let us trade sisters,” and he laughed heartily as he saw the comical expression which came over Mollie’s face as she realized the situation.
“You are real mean, Hugh, to scare us that way. Look at poor Marie; she doesn’t know yet if you are in earnest or not,” and Mollie looked toward the girl.