"What's the matter, Pam?"
"Oh, nothing!"
"You're not yourself at all."
"Yes, indeed I am."
"I don't believe you're pleased to see me!"
"Ave! I've been dreaming of you all the morning."
"Then what is it?"
Pamela was silent.
"Something's worrying you. I can see that plainly enough."
"Yes. I own I'm worried."