No, I guess it isn't
very much like bridge; though, to tell the truth, I haven't ever
played bridge. . My! it must be a nice game, though."
"Oh, I thought prob'ly you could play it. You can do 'most
everything. Honest, I've never seen nothing like it."
"Now you stop, Mr. Wrenn. I know I'm a--what was it Mr. Teddem
used to call me? A minx. But--"
"Miss _Nelly!_ You _aren't_ a minx!"
"Well--"
"Or a mink, either. You're a--let's see--an antelope."
"I am not! Even if I can wriggle my nose like a rabbit.
Besides, it sounds like a muskmelon. But, anyway, the head
buyer said I was crazy to-day."
"If I heard him say you were crazy--"
"Would you beat him for me?" She cuddled a cushion and smiled
gratefully. Her big eyes seemed to fill with light.
He caught himself wanting to kiss the softness of her shoulder,
but he said only, "Well, I ain't much of a scrapper, but I'd try
to make it interesting for him."
"Tell me, did you ever have a fight? When you were a boy? Were
you _such_ a bad boy?"
"I never did when I was a boy, but--well--I did have a couple of
fights when I was on the cattle-boat and in England.
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