Her vivacity increased automatically.
"Perhaps the clerk thought you wanted the cigars for yourself," Russell suggested.

"He may have taken you for a Spanish countess." "I'm sure he did!" Alice agreed, gaily; and she hummed a bar or two of "LaPaloma," snapping her fingers as castanets, and swaying her body a little, to suggest the accepted stencil of a "Spanish Dancer." "Would you have taken me for one, Mr.Russell ?" she asked, as she concluded the impersonation.
"I?
Why, yes," he said.

"I'D take you for anything you wanted me to." "Why, what a speech!" she cried, and, laughing, gave him a quick glance in which there glimmered some real surprise.

He was looking at her quizzically, but with the liveliest appreciation.

Her surprise increased; and she was glad that he had joined her.
To be seen walking with such a companion added to her pleasure.