Why thank you, [Elizabeth says, quite clearly; she's extra careful not to mumble, although she's embarrassed by this person's forward comment. It's peculiar to be complemented by a man, and a stranger at that! For a second she looks away from him to peer at the dart she'd thrown, and purses her lips into a dissatisfied line. Mother would tell her that it wasn't a perfect shot.

But she gathers herself up, skirts and curls and dignity, flushing slightly.] I have never gambled before! [she announces a bit loudly, as if everybody needs to know this. Then she settles down some.] Um, well... It's not difficult to aim and release. I know it's brutish, but— [She clasps her hands tightly.] But isn't that rabbit cute!