She took the place meekly, with hands crossed in mockery, and laughing eyes, but her pale cheeks flushed.
"Now, you are to promise me something," he said, standing before her with folded arms.
"Oh, I've always got to promise you things. What have you ever promised me?"
His moody eyes caressed the upturned face.
"What do you want me to promise?" he said, more gently.
"Will you do it?"
"I—a—"
"You see!"
"I only want to know what it is."
She looked away.