"The priest never said so."
"No, but now I say so."
"A weathercock? Who ever heard of such a thing? I will not be a weathercock."
"Come, then, what will you be?"
"What will I be? Did you ever hear the like? I will be nothing."
"Very good, then; be nothing."
Now the girl laughed. Presently she said, gravely, "It is unkind of you to say I am nothing."
"Dear me, when that was what you wanted to be yourself!"
"No, I do not want to be nothing."
"Very good, then; be everything."