"No, I'm not," she said, and ran forthwith back to the house, whence Jimmy was bringing her ice cream.
Vivian started to follow her.
"Oh, no, Vivian; don't go. Wait." He dropped the lantern and took her hands. The paper cover flared up, showing her flushed cheeks and starry eyes. He stamped out the flame, and in the sudden darkness caught her in his arms.
For a moment she allowed him, turning her head away. He kissed her white shoulder.
"No! No, Morton—don't! You mustn't!"
She tried to withdraw herself, but he held her fast. She could feel the pounding of his heart.
"Oh, Vivian, don't say no! You will marry me, won't you? Some day, when I'm more worth while. Say you will! Some day—if not now. I love you so; I need you so! Say yes, Vivian."
He was breathing heavily. His arms held her motionless. She still kept her face turned from him.
"Let me go, Morton; let me go! You hurt me!"