Oh, maybe you think I haven't seen her wear it, and blush when I teased her about it." Malcolm went on cutting, without an answer.

He had admired Eugenia more than any girl he had ever seen, but somehow this speech jarred on him.
It did not seem exactly ladylike for her to insist on twitting him in such a personal way about his friendship for the Little Colonel.

_She_ would never have done such a thing, he felt quite sure.

For a moment he half wished that it was Lloyd sitting on the rock beside him, but Eugenia could be very entertaining when she chose, and she was trying her best now to make an agreeable impression on this handsome boy who seemed so fond of Lloyd.

She wanted to be first in his attentions, and, as usual, she had her way.
"I told you so!" she cried, presently, as a large capital L appeared under Malcolm's initials.