'You're very anxious I
should stay, fright, ain't you?'
'Yes, I am,' said Jonas. 'Upon my word I am. I want to speak to you.'
But as she left the room notwithstanding, he ran out after her,
and brought her back, after a short struggle in the passage which
scandalized Miss Cherry very much.
'Upon my word, Merry,' urged that young lady, 'I wonder at you! There
are bounds even to absurdity, my dear.'
'Thank you, my sweet,' said Merry, pursing up her rosy Lips. 'Much
obliged to it for its advice. Oh! do leave me alone, you monster, do!'
This entreaty was wrung from her by a new proceeding on the part of
Mr Jonas, who pulled her down, all breathless as she was, into a seat
beside him on the sofa, having at the same time Miss Cherry upon the
other side.
'Now,' said Jonas, clasping the waist of each; 'I have got both arms
full, haven't I?'
'One of them will be black and blue to-morrow, if you don't let me go,'
cried the playful Merry.
'Ah! I don't mind YOUR pinching,' grinned Jonas, 'a bit.'
'Pinch him for me, Cherry, pray,' said Mercy. 'I never did hate anybody
so much as I hate this creature, I declare!'
'No, no, don't say that,' urged Jonas, 'and don't pinch either, because
I want to be serious.
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