"Of course you do! I know you do! Take it, and don't be ridiculous!" But Rufus turned away with solid resolution.

"No, thanks," he said.
Columbine set down the tray again with a hint of exasperation.

"You're just like a child," she said severely.

"A great, overgrown boy, that's what you are!" "All right," said Rufus, propping himself against the door-post.
"It's not all right.

It's time you grew up." Columbine picked up the full glass, and, carrying it daintily, advanced upon him.