"There is."
"Tell it to me."
"Not now—sometime. But I want you to promise me that you will not go on the field this season. Will you promise?"
In her dark eyes there was a command, as well as an entreaty. He felt that he could not resist her if he looked into those eyes, and he turned his head away.
Instantly Inza sprang up.
"I think we had better go, Aunt Abby," she exclaimed.
Frank was on his feet instantly.
"Now, Inza," he exclaimed, "I know you are angry. It seems to me that you are unreasonable. If you would tell me why you don't want me to play, I—I——"
"It is very plain that I have been mistaken in you," she said, severely. "I thought of you when my father was trying to force me into marriage with an Englishman with a title—and I ran away from the Englishman. Perhaps, if I had known you would refuse me such a little thing as this—perhaps I might have married that odious old Englishman out of spite!"
Her eyes flashed, and she stamped her small foot.