“You’ve known her a long time, haven’t you?”
“Just about all our lives. Used to go to school together, and we were always scrapping. Daisy’s a nice girl, and a pretty girl, but she sure has got a temper.”
“And a good thing to have sometimes. I often wish I had more.”
“Nonsense! you’re perfect just as you are.”
“Oh, what a pretty speech! If you’re going to talk like that, I shall take the longest way home.”
“I’d willingly agree to that, but I don’t believe you’re in need of further exercise just now. Come, own up you’re a little bit tired.”
“Hardly enough to call it tired, but if there is a short cut home let’s take it.”
“And what about the pretty speeches I’m to make to you?”
“Leave those till after breakfast. Or leave them till this evening and give them to me for a Christmas gift.”
“Under the mistletoe?” and Ferris looked mischievous.