"No, I won't."
"Yes, you might."
"I promise I won't."
"Well, then—oh, Florence I'm sure you'll think it's silly!"
"I promised I wouldn't."
"Well—I don't think I better say it."
"Go on," Florence urged. "Patty, you got to."
"Well, then, if I got to," said Patty. "What I was going to say, Florence: Don't you think your cousin Herbert and Henry Rooter have got the nicest eyes of any boy in town?"
"Who?" Florence was astounded.
"I do," Patty said in her charming voice. "I think Herbert and Henry've got the nicest eyes of any boy in town."