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Show 150 "Hyrum brought you some flowers," Thomas gestured toward the violets. Hyrum, overcome with embarrassment, looked at Thomas accusingly. "I said they were for 'everyone.'" "Elise is part of 'everyone,' isn't she?" Thomas asked. In pure delight. Elise reached for the flowers. "Thank you, Master Hyrum," she smiled flirtatiously at Hyrum. "You're welcome, Elise," he liked saying her name. When Elise had exited the room with the flowers, Hyrum turned on Thomas. "That's the last time I'll bring you flowers!" "I thought you said they weren't, for me." "If your father were here, you wouldn't do such things to me!" chided Hyrum. Thomas smiled. He had observed Hyrum's turn of affection for -Elise and it pleased him to aid the budding romance. Hyrum's indignation only confirmed his suspicions. The sound of a tabor drum-beat coming from another room suddenly imposed itself into Hyrum's consciousness. "That must be Samuel!" Hyrum sighed a sigh of exasperation. "Samuel! Such racket'11 turn us all daft!" The tabor rhythms ceased. "That's better," mused Hyrum, pleased that Samuel |