Her little spoiled-child tempers and exactions were beginning to have a great charm.

He scarcely knew how much of the deeper fears of dawning womanhood were beginning to intermingle with the "child's" eager love of her own way.

Love was gradually transforming Cherry, but the transformation was as yet scarcely seen, and the added charm of her new softness and timidity had hardly begun to be observed by those about her.
"He is sorely sick, sweetheart, and he has asked this thing of me.
I have passed my word.

Thou wouldst not have me go back therefrom ?" "He should not have asked thee; he had no right," flashed out Cherry, in some despite.

"Why did he not ask Walter Cole?
he was a fitter person than thou." "And wherefore so ?" "Why, everybody knows him for a pestilent Papist!" answered Cherry, with a flash of her big eyes.