"I should like to kiss you before everybody."
"It is not good manners."
"You will have a rival."
"I shall not like that. Whatever you do, no one shall be loved better than I."
"Not even a wife, if I should get one? Oh, you jealous little Primrose!"
"Let me see—if I should choose her——" And she glanced up archly.
"Then you would have me here forever. She would be a maiden of this quaint old town."
"Then I shall choose her," triumphantly.
"Primrose, come and sing," said half a dozen voices.
And though Gilbert Vane listened entranced to the singing, he also had an ear for his friend. It was so good to be at peace with him, and they promised to meet the next day.