McNeil, but I daresay I am already engaged."
"No chance for you there, McNeil," said Fred Beverly, with a laugh; "Miss
Dexie is spoken for already."
"Did I understand you to say that you were _already_ engaged for the drive,
Miss Dexie?" said Hugh, persistently.
"Well, Lancy has not asked me yet, but since he has promised to go, my
invitation will come all in good time."
"But his team will be full. You had better take your chance with Hugh,"
said Fred.
"There will be room enough for me, never fear," said Dexie, smiling, "so
Mr. McNeil is free to offer his services to some other forlorn damsel."
"First come, first served, Miss Dexie," said Hugh. "I asked you first; come
with me," he added, bending over her chair.
"Couldn't think of it. We would be sure to quarrel all the way, and when I
go to a picnic I want to enjoy every minute."
"It takes two to make a quarrel, and I'll not be one of the pair,"
persisted Hugh. "Come with me, and let me prove to you how much I can add
to your pleasure, when you will let me."
"Prove it now by asking Fanny Beverly or Maud Seeton to drive with you, for
I decline the honor.
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