Having given some directions to Charles for continuation of the work, Janice walked to another part of the garden, apparently quite heedless of Philemon. Her swain of course followed, and the moment they were well out of hearing of the servant, Janice turned upon him and demanded:—
“Art thou gentleman enough to keep thy word?”
“I hope as how I am, Miss Janice,” stuttered Phil, very much taken aback.
“Wilt give me your promise, if I tell thee something, to repeat it to no one?”
“Certain, Miss Janice, I’ll tell nothin’ you don’t want folks ter know.”
“Even dadda and mommy?”
“Cross my heart.”
“You see that man over there?”
“Yer mean Charles?”
“Yes. He is desperately in love with me,” announced the girl.