"What is it?"
She laughed teasingly.
"It'll make you cry."
"Hurry up, Genia!"
"You'll certainly cry very loud."
"I'll shake you in a moment."
"It isn't polite to shake ladies."
"You aren't a lady. You're a vixen."
"Aunt Verbeny says I'm a limb of Satan. But will you promise not to weep a flood of tears, so I can't cross home?"
She leaned still nearer, resting her hand upon his shoulder.