Then she glanced slyly round at Peter.
He lay face downwards on the grass.

His shoulders heaved.

The pretty picture Miss Sarah's coquetry presented had been lost upon the foolish youth.
She returned in a leisurely manner to her place, and leaning her chin on her hand, and her elbow on her knee, regarded him thoughtfully.
"Where was I?
Yes, I remember.

It is a lesson for a girl, Peter, never to marry a boy or a savage." "Sarah!" said Peter.

He raised his face and looked at her.