"I wonder how you care for such a mean-spirited creature as I am. If I told you I loved you still—how could you believe me? I told you before, and then I——"
"Behaved like a sensible girl."
"Oh, no, no. It was a lie when I said——"
"Tell me another, then," said Dale. "I like them."
Janet's resistance, like Bob Acres' courage, was oozing out of her finger tips.
"I know what it will be," she faltered plaintively. "You'll always be thinking about her, and so shall I—and it will be horrible. No, I won't do it. I have some resolution, Dale; it wasn't mere nonsense. I did mean it."
"Oh, no," said Dale persuasively; "you never did, Jan. You had no idea how bored you would be without me. Now, had you?"
"I can never respect myself again."
"It's quite unnecessary, dear; I'll do all that."