“Jimmy Dawes, it isn’t so,” she cried.
“Silly!” Jimmy’s tone was kindly contemptuous. Girls always went off half-cocked. “I didn’t say he was going right off now and get married. I just asked you what you’d do when he did.”
“Maybe he won’t.” She tried to feel hopeful; but Jimmy wouldn’t allow it.
“Maybe nothing! Of course he will.”
Peggy sat back on her heels and put her pail down. She had lost all interest in berrying.
“Oh, Jimmy,” she sighed. “Whatever’d you make me think about that for? Everything’s so nice just as it is.”
“Yes; but you’ll be getting married yourself some day. Then what’d he do?”
She thought it over.
“Well, if he’d wait till I grow up he could marry me and then I could go right on seeing him.”
“Catch him waiting!” Jimmy’s emphasis was scornful. It implied disrespect for Pegeen’s charms; but she was not offended.