And it was well that he should now tell her this in the plainest of words.
The woman seemed to view me with an increased respect from that very moment.

She tried first to bring Jim to her side by a soft call that almost made me tremble for his integrity.

But he did not so much as turn his head.

His eyes were for me alone.

With a rubber shoe flung gallantly over his shoulder, he danced incitingly before me, praying that I would pretend to be crazed by the sight of his prize and seek to wrench it from him.
But I pretended instead to be bored by his importunities, choosing to rub it in.