Understand?
There's a reason, besides your being above me.

I can't stand it.

Stop playing with me or I'll--I'll..." Whatever I meant to say was not spoken, for Sally turned deathly white, probably from my grasp and my looks as well as my threat.
I let go of her, and stepping back to my horse choked down my emotion.
"Russ!" she faltered, and there was womanliness and regret trembling with the fear in her voice.

"I--I am on the square." That had touched the real heart of the girl.
"If you are, then play the game square," I replied darkly.
"I will, Russ, I promise.

I'll never tease or coax you again.