"I mean," Redbud went on, with a slight color in her cheek, "I mean, to amuse himself with compliments and pretty speeches—if Miss Sallianna thinks he is, she is mistaken."
"Odious old thing!—to be flirting with all the young men who come to see us!" said Fanny.
"No, no," Redbud went on, "I think you are mistaken. But as you have mentioned Verty, please promise me one thing, Fanny."
"Promise! certainly, Reddy; just ask me whatever you choose. If it's to cut off my head, or say I think Miss Sallianna pretty, I'll do it—such is my devotion to you!" laughed Fanny.
Redbud smiled.
"Only promise me to amuse Verty, when he comes."
"Amuse him!"
"Yes."
"What do you mean."
"I mean," Redbud said, sighing, "that I don't think I shall be able to do so."