"The Botanical Society I correspond with are more particular than the Government Survey." "Then you are doing this for a society ?" demanded Teresa, with a stare.
"Certainly.

I'm making a collection and classification of specimens.

I intend--but what are you looking at ?" Teresa had suddenly turned away.

Putting his hand lightly on her shoulder, the young man brought her face to face with him again.

She was laughing.
"I thought all the while it was for a girl," she said; "and"-- But here the mere effort of speech sent her off into an audible and genuine outburst of laughter.