“I do not know you, miss,” said Merry. “I do not think we have been introduced.”
“Introduced! Ha! ha! ha! What do you care! I’ll introduce myself. I’m Daisy Blaney.”
“Miss Blaney, don’t you think you are rather foolish to speak to a stranger like this?”
“Oh, I guess not! You’re all right. I said that as soon as I saw you come onto the stage last night. I wondered if you looked as well off the stage as you do on it, and by gracious! I believe you look handsomer!”
This was almost too much for Frank. He flushed painfully, which seemed to add to the girl’s enjoyment.
“Miss Blaney!” he said, grimly, “I must say you are rather outspoken in your compliments.”
“It’s a little way I have, my dear fellow. Why, I do believe you are blushing! Who ever heard of an actor that blushed! Ha! ha! ha!”
Frank’s embarrassment increased.
“Oh, say!” the girl went on; “don’t look at me that way. What do you care? I wanted to get acquainted with you, and there wasn’t any other way to do it.”
“Then it would have been better not to do it at all. Aren’t you aware you are putting yourself in a very bad light by deliberately seeking the acquaintance of a man and making it in such a manner?”