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Flint, why don't you dance?"
If he had stopped to consider, he would no doubt have replied very
differently. But a hundred questions, stirred by what he had seen,
were clamoring for light, and they threw the desperate impulse to
his lips.
"If I COULD dance, would you dance with me?"
The two lively girls heard the words, and looked at Becky with
roguish faces.
"Oh yes, take him for your next partner!" cried one.
"I will," said Becky, "after he comes back from his journey."
Then all three laughed. Jacob leaned against the tree, his eyes
fixed on the ground.
"Is it a bargain?" asked one of the girls.
"No," said he, and walked rapidly away.
He went to the house, and, finding that Robert had arrived, took
his hat, and left by the rear door. There was a grassy alley
between the orchard and garden, from which it was divided by a high
hawthorn hedge. He had scarcely taken three paces on his way to
the meadow, when the sound of the voice he had last heard, on the
other side of the hedge, arrested his feet.
"Becky, I think you rather hurt Jake Flint," said the girl.


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