The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 8 Page 29

she exclaimed in mock admiration.

“Oh, I am not wise in anything, and you know it, Lana.”

“I don’t know it. You’ve been wise enough to keep clear of me, if that be truly wisdom. Come, Euan, what do you think? Do you and I contain these fellow elements, that you seem to dread our mutual conflagration if you kiss me?”

“You know me better.”

“Do I? No, I don’t. Young sir, caper not too confidently in your coat of many colours! If you flout me once too often I may go after you, as a Mohawk follows a scalp too often flaunted by the head that wears it!”

I tried to sustain her delighted gaze and reddened, and the impudent little