It eased his offended dignity to see her so happy, so vividly lovely. He had gone to Molly with the intention of asking her to go with him some day soon to Mottville. He thought of this now with a grim setting of his teeth; but looking at Jinnie, an idea more to his liking came in its place. He would take her somewhere for a day. She needed just such a day to make her color a little brighter, 200 although as he glanced at her again, he had to admit she was rosy enough. Nevertheless a great desire came over him to ask her; so when they had almost reached the cobbler’s shop, he said:
“How would a nice holiday suit you?”
Jinnie looked up into his face, startled.
“What do you mean by a holiday? Not to take lessons?”
Theodore caught her thought, and laughed.
“Oh, no, not that! But I was thinking if you would go with me into the country––”
“For a whole day?” gasped Jinnie, stopping point blank.
“Yes, for a whole day,” replied Theodore, smiling.
“Oh, I couldn’t go. I couldn’t.”
“Why?... Don’t you want to?”