Her cheeks flushed hotly as they always did now when she thought of it, and her eyes were sad.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
"You had no cause to say that last," he said hotly.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
"I'm very sorry," said Valeria, with sweet dignity, "that you gave yourself so much trouble-" "I'm kinda sorry myself," Kent agreed mildly, and Valeria blushed hotly, and was glad he could not see.
"Lonesome Land"
B. M. Bower