“Frank, won’t you eat these just to please me?” she said, finally.
“I can’t, Kate. You don’t appreciate a fellow’s situation, or you wouldn’t ask me.”
“I s’pose,” ejaculated Kate, “you appreciate mine in bringing you your dinner.”
“I do, Kate.”
“Then eat it.”
“No,” rather faintly, as he caught sight of the tempting salmon, for Kate had taken up the basket.
“Good-bye, then. I’m going.”
“Good-bye. I hope you’ll have a good time at the circus.”
“I sha’n’t, I know; thinking of you here will make me very happy, won’t it?”
“It ought to.”