"I don't want to, an' I bet I won't! You don't know the things I can do," he said darkly.
"Oh, William!" she gasped in awe and admiration.
"I'd hold your train if you was goin' to be queen," he volunteered.
"I wouldn't want you to hold my train," she said earnestly. "I'd—I'd—I'd want you to be May King with me."
"Yes. Why don't they have May Kings?" said William, stung by this insult to his sex.
"Why shouldn't there be a May King?"
"I speck they do, really, only p'raps Miss Dewhurst doesn't know abut it."
"Well, it doesn't seem sense not having May Kings, does it? I wun't mind bein' May King if you was May Queen."
The rehearsal was, on the whole, a failure.