“What would you do?”
Again the lady smiled.
“I should probably marry you,” she said.
“But I shouldn’t ’ve asked——”
“I should waive that preliminary,” said Miss Choate calmly.
So soon as he could speak—
“You forward girl,” said Fairfax. “You wicked——”
“And you,” continued Athalia, “not having had any say in the matter, would go up the steep and narrow path to heroism—touching the ground in spots. I should see to that,” she added darkly.
Fairfax wiped his brow.
“Oh, the vixen,” he said. “Listen at her.”