“You haven’t changed it yet?” she bantered.
“Why, what should happen in these few minutes to make me change it?”
“Things do happen in a few minutes,” she said mysteriously. “Why, I might have come back and bought up the whole show.” She waved her horn comprehensively over the horses.
“What rubbish you do talk!” he said impatiently.
“Do I?” She fired up. “There’s others think differently.”
“If they think differently, it’s because they think lightly of you.”
“Lightly, indeed!”
“Yes—they do. To drag you into an indecent sale-room!”
“Indecent?” She flushed, wondering if Will had seen that circumambient arm.
“It’s all indecent—all that talk about heifers. I don’t wonder you blush.”