"Now, what is that for?" asked Tom, somewhat discomfited.
"Just because I prefer it," answered the young lady.
"But I want the whole world to know how happy I am," said he.
"Tom Fuller," cried Elsie, menacingly; "are you going to begin already to dispute and annoy me, after what I've just suffered, too?"
"Lord bless you, no! I am as sorry as can be."
"Then do exactly as I tell you," continued she, "and promise me not to mention what has happened till I give you leave."
"It's a little hard," said Tom, "not to be able to show how happy a fellow—why, I shall tell in spite of myself."
"If you don't promise, I'll take back every word I've said—"
"I will! I will!" he interrupted, terrified at the bare threat. "Don't be angry, pet; I'll do just as you say."
"That's a nice old Tom; now you are good and I love you."