"It was only my silly way of being scared, particularly when I'm roused up so sudden out of one of those turns of mine.

And it's all right, my dear, all right." "But I'm sorry, real and honest," declared Olly, stoutly, looking squarely in Miss Delano's kindly face.

"And I didn't mean to scare you." "You meant it for a revenge on me, I suppose," said Gerald, in a low, harsh voice.

She took hold of his arm as she spoke.

"Give me those marbles of yours." Olly looked at her, hesitated, and then reluctantly produced three very handsome agates from some outlying storehouse of his jacket.
"I bought you six," said Gerald.