"Why do you treat me this way?" he asked, frowning.
"What way? I'm sure I'm very nice to you! I'm not even angry because you've been sulking all this time!"
She stood before him, laughing, her head on one side, her hands on her hips. He made a movement as if to seize her, and she sprang away.
"Don't let's quarrel; I've been quite miserable!"
"Serves you right!" she said, unrelenting, determined to teach him by a bitter lesson what punishment she reserved for rebels.
At this moment his eye perceived the ring that Lindaberry had placed on her finger. At the same instant she caught his glance, and flourished her hand tantalizingly before his eyes.
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"What's that mean?"
"It means I'm engaged!" she said demurely.
"Who lent you that thing?"