"Do you wish he would?" persisted "C."
"Of course I do!" replied Nattie, somewhat regardless of truth.
"It is my opinion I shall be obliged to come and look after you," "C" replied, at this admission.
"But you wouldn't know whether you were looking after the right person or not, when you were here!" Nattie said, with a smiling face and sparkling eyes turned in the direction of an urchin,' flattening his nose against her window-glass, who immediately fled, overwhelmed with astonishment, at being, as he supposed, so smiled upon.
"And why wouldn't I?" questioned "C."
"Because I should recognize you immediately, and should pretend it was not I, but some substitute," replied Nattie.
"You seem to be very positive about recognizing me. Is your intuitive bump so well-developed as all that?" asked "C."
"Yes," Nattie responded. "And then you know there would be a twinkle in your eye that would betray you at once."
"Indeed! We will see about that, young lady. But now, as a customer has been drumming on my shelf for the past five minutes, in a frantic endeavor to attract my attention, and has by this time worked himself into a fine irascible temper, because I will not even glance at him, I must bid you good-night, with the advice, watch for that twinkle, and be sure you discover it!"