"I'm in for it now," thought Sue, and she instinctively assumed an
indifferent expression and talked volubly of trees.
"Yes, Miss Banning," he said formally, "by the time your hair is
tinged with gray the results of this day's labor will be seen far
and wide. No passenger in the cars, no traveller in the valley,
but will turn his eyes admiringly in this direction."
"I wasn't thinking of travellers," she answered, "but of making an
attractive home in which I can grow old contentedly. Some day when
you have become a gray-haired and very dignified judge you may
come out and dine with us again. You can then smoke your cigar
under a tree which you helped to plant."
"Certainly, Miss Banning. With such a prospect, how could you
doubt that I was enjoying myself? What suggested the judge? My
present appearance?"
The incongruity of the idea with his absurd aspect and a certain
degree of nervousness set her off again, and she startled the
robins by a laugh as loud and clear as their wild notes.
"I don't care," she cried. "I've had a jolly birthday, and am
accomplishing all on which I had set my heart.
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