"N-o—no."
"Not if I were to do for you the one thing you most desired?"
"No—no—no!" She speaks hastily, and glances at him somewhat confusedly from beneath her long lashes.
"Well, of course, it is too much to expect," says Branscombe; "yet I would do a good deal for you, even without hope of payment."
He comes a little nearer to her, and lays his hand upon the table close to hers.
"If you really made the suggestion to Clarissa, you deserve some reward," says Georgie, nodding her head. "Now, what shall it be?"
"Dance half the night with me."
"That would bore you,—and me. No; but if dancing delights you—sir—may I have the pleasure of the first quadrille?"
"Madam," says Branscombe, laying his hand upon his heart, "you do me too much honor; I am at your service now and forever."
"It is too large a promise."