"I'm sure I haven't the faintest idea what there is to settle--in that solemn manner.

I only know we're a mile behind the others, and Miss Georgie will be wondering--" "You say I'm to settle it, the way I want it settled ?" If Evadna did not intend anything serious, she certainly was a fool not to read aright his ominously calm tone and his tensely quiet manner.

She must have had some experience in coquetry, but it is very likely that she had never met a man just like this one.

At all events, she tilted her blonde head, smiled at him daringly, and then made a little grimace meant to signify her defiance of him and his unwarranted earnestness.
Good Indian leaned unexpectedly, caught her in his arms, and kissed her three times upon her teasing, smiling mouth, and while she was gasping for words to voice her amazement he drew back his head, and gazed sternly into her frightened eyes.
"You can't play with ME," he muttered savagely, and kissed her again.
"This is how I settle it.

You've made me want you for mine.