"All right. There's no harm done, that I can see. My little joke fizzled out,—that's all."
"No, that isn't all. It has proved you are a deceitful girl! You don't mind telling a falsehood!"
"I didn't tell any!"
"Yes, you did! It's an untruth to pretend something is what you know it isn't! If I had sold that to some unsuspecting buyer, for a large price, you wouldn't have said a word! You'd have let it go!"
"Of course; all's fair at a Fair!"
"Oh, don't try to be funny, Azalea; I'm really angry about this matter."
"Huffy, eh? Well, get over it, then! I don't care! Some people like me! Don't they?"
The last question was asked of Raymond Gale, who came walking by.
"Sure; I do!" was the hearty reply. "Who doesn't?"
"Elise," and Azalea pouted at the girl.