"You!" exclaimed Barbara, with delight.
"No!" said Marjolaine, rather shocked. "That would not do at all. I
could n't." The Eyesore was very near them. Marjolaine saw him.
"Hush!" she whispered, and drew Barbara away. "Hush! The Eyesore!"
Barbara looked from her to the Eyesore and back again with bewilderment.
"You don't mean he 's to be Cupid's messenger!"
Marjolaine laughed. "No, no. Listen." She sank her voice to a
mysterious whisper. In spite of her own sorrow she was enjoying herself
immensely. "Listen, and try not to scream." Barbara quivered with
excitement. Marjolaine went on, "Doctor Johnson talks, does n't he?"