The words,
however, produced a most extraordinary effect. A deep blush crimsoned
her whole neck and face, until the rush of blood seemed absolutely to
become expressive of pain. Her eye, however, did not droop, but turned
upon him with a firm and peculiar sparkle. She had been stooping with
her mouth near his ear, as the reader knows, but she now stood up
quickly, shook back her hair, that had been hanging in natural and
silken curls about her blushing cheeks, and exclaimed: "No--no. Let
me alone Bryan;" and on uttering these words she hurried into another
room."
"Bryan, you've vexed Dora some way," observed her sister. "What did you
say to her?"
"Nothing that vexed her, I'll go bail," he replied, laughing; "however,
as to what I said to her, Shibby, ax me no questions an' I'll tell you
no lies."
"Becaise I thought she looked as if she was angry," continued Shibby,
"an', you know, it must be a strong provocation that would anger her."
"Ah, you're fishin' now, Shibby," he replied, "and many thanks for your
good intentions. It's a saycret, an' that's all you're going to know
about it. But it's as much as 'll keep you on the look out this month
to come; and now you're punished for your curiosity--ha!--ha!--ha! Come,
father, if we're to go to Sam Wallace's auction it's time we should
think of movin'.
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