"Oh, Bobs, I are thad sorry, but me? I do not wan make marry jos yet. Please you waid for some udder day when mebbe perhaps I go change those mind."
"It's all right, Sunny."
Bobs took his medicine like a man, his clean cut face slightly paling, as he followed with a question the lightness of which did not deceive the distressed Sunny:
"You're not engaged to anyone else, are you, Sunny?"
"Emgaged? What are those, Bobs?"
"You haven't promised any other lucky dog that you'll marry him, have you?"
"No-o." Sunny shook her bright head. "No one are ask me yet, 'cept Monty, and I are say same ting to him."
"Good!" Bobs beamed through his disappointment on her.
"While there's life there's hope, you know."
He felt that Jinx's chances were slim, and he, too, knew of Miss Falconer and Jerry.