"She've showed me no favor."
"Does she blush in your presence?"
"She trembles an' goes pale."
"Do her eyes twinkle with pleasure?"
"She casts them down."
"Does she take your arm an' snuggle close?"
"She shrinks from me."
"Does she tease you with pretty tricks?"
"She does not," poor Tommy replied. "She says, 'Yes, sir!' an' 'No, sir!' t' me."
"Ha!" Sandy exclaimed. "'Tis I that she'll wed!"