There came an answering whisper, but it was in tones that indicated a youth pleading.
"I have—I have done it," again came the girl's frightened whisper. "I did what you asked me to, and I don't see why you don't take me home."
There was almost a sob in her voice.
"What? Just when I'm having a fine time?" objected the other. "Why don't you want to stay? No one could have seen you drop it into—-"
"Hush!" cautioned the girl desperately.
"Oh, you're just nervous—that's all."
Rosebud felt that she should not hear any more, but she would either have to cross the path near the cave and allow the hidden ones to see her, or she must wait until they had come out, as, if she and her companion retreated now, they would make a noise on the gravel, and it would be heard. Adonis seemed to understand the situation, and whispered to his companion:
"Stay. They'll be gone in a moment." He drew her farther back into the shadows.
"If you don't take me home," continued the girl in the cedar cave, "I'll ask some one else to. I certainly shall not stay until supper and have to unmask. I dare not."
"Just as you like," was the cool response.