“ Indeed!” she cried, taken aback and now determined that he should take some liberty. “I don’t even intend to kiss you, either.”
“ Then why is your mouth all pursed up in that ridiculous way?”
“ Oh!” she cried as she caught a glimpse of herself and saw that her red lips were indeed in the proper pose for a kiss. “Oh!” she cried again, losing her temper and stamping her foot. “You are the horridest man I have ever seen and I don’t care if I never lay eyes on you again!”
“ If you really felt that way, you’d stamp on the bonnet. My, what a passion you are in and it’s quite becoming, as you probably know. Come, Scarlett, stamp on the bonnet to show me what you think of me and my presents.”
“ Don’t you dare touch this bonnet,” she said, clutching it by the bow and retreating. He came
