It was hard for Redbud thus to forbid her boy-playmate, but she felt that she ought to do so.
"Think it right!" cried Verty, rising half up, and resting on his hand, "why, what's the harm ?" "I don't know," Redbud said, blushing, "but I think you had better ask cousin Lavinia." Her head sank again.
Verty remained silent for some moments, then said: "Well, I will! I'll go this very day, on my way home." "That's right, Verty," replied the young girl, smiling hopefully, "and I think you will get cousin Lavinia to let you come.

You know that I want you to." Verty smiled, then looking at his companion, said: "What made you so cold to me when I came at first?
I thought you had forgotten me." Redbud, conscious of her feelings, blushed and hesitated.

Just as she was about to stammer out some disconnected words, however, voices were heard behind the shrubbery, which separated the arbor from a neighboring walk, and this created a diversion.
Verty and Redbud could not help overhearing this conversation..