My friend from Six-Cross-Roads must be given the credit of devising the scene-though you divined it!" "It was a little too picturesque, I think.

I know about Six-Cross-Roads.
Please tell me what you mean to do." "Nothing.

What should I ?" "You mean that you will keep on letting them shoot at you, until they--until you--" She struck the bench angrily with her hand.
"There's no summer theatre in Six-Cross-Roads; there's not even a church.

Why shouldn't they ?" he asked gravely.

"During the long and tedious evenings it cheers the poor Cross-Reader's soul to drop over here and take a shot at me.