"I'm in love."
"With whom?"
"Redbud," said Verty.
Roundjacket looked at the young man.
"Redbud Summers?" he said.
Verty nodded.
Roundjacket's face was suddenly illuminated with a smile; and he looked more intently still at Verty.
"Tell me all about it," he said, with the interest of a lover himself; "have you had any moonlight, any flowers, music, and that sort of things?"
"Oh, yes! we had the flowers!" said Verty.
"Where?"