The things we do!

Mackenzie's
drawing-room with a bouquet apiece for Miss Rosey; and there was a fine
laughing.
"Oh, you little Susanna!" says James, after taking his usual payment;
"now go and pay t'other elder." Rosey did not quite understand at first,
being, you see, more ready to laugh at jokes than to comprehend them: but
when she did, I promise you she looked uncommonly pretty as she advanced
to Colonel Newcome and put that pretty fresh cheek of hers up to his
grizzled moustache.
"I protest I don't know which of you blushes the most," chuckles James
Binnie--and the truth is, the old man and the young girl had both hung
out those signals of amiable distress.
On this day, and as Miss Rosey was to be overpowered by flowers, who
should come presently to dinner but Captain Hoby, with another bouquet?
on which Uncle James said Rosey should go to the ball like an American
Indian with her scalps at her belt.
"Scalps!" cries Mrs. Mackenzie.
"Scalps! Oh law, uncle!" exclaims Miss Rosey.


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