"Oh!"
"Are you engaged to him?" he asked, coming closer.
"I am not."
"I am glad to hear it."
"Are you married, Cousin Harry?" she asked suddenly.
"Me? No, Marion—not yet."
"I suppose you'll marry some Yankee girl one of these days."
"I don't think so, unless——"
"Unless what?"
"Unless the girl I always did love goes back on me, Marion. Do you think she will go back on me?" and he caught both of her hands in his own.