"You promise that?
You see I'm expecting him all the time.

I dreamed last night that he came on a great bay horse and, stooping, whirled me up behind the saddle, and away we went!" There was a childish, half bantering air in her look; but her voice sounded earnest and serious, notwithstanding its delicious timbre of suppressed playfulness.
"You promise me ?" she insisted.
"Oh, I promise to slink away into a corner and chew my thumb, the moment he comes," Rene eagerly assented.

"Of course I'm taking a great risk, I know; for lords and barons and knights are very apt to appear Suddenly in a place like this." "You may banter and make light if you want to," she said, pouting admirably.

"I don't care.

All the same the laugh will jump to the other corner of your mouth, see if it doesn't.