“Ah, if you ever find your tongue!” she said with a smile; and then after a pause she added, “You don't know how different you are, Samuel.”
“Different?” he echoed.
“Yes. You are so fresh—so young. You would do anything for me, wouldn't you?”
“Yes,” he said.
“You'd risk your life for me, as you did for Bertie?”
And Samuel answered her with fervor that left no room for doubt.
“I wish there was a chance,” she laughed. “But there's only this dull every-day round!”
There was a pause; the boy dropped his eyes and stood trembling.
“Where are you going with the roses?” she asked.
“I'm to take them to the housekeeper.”