THE GIRL: (Facing him angrily.) Sir!
THE FELLOW: I mean gnats, mosquitoes—things like that.
THE GIRL: Yes. I was badly bitten last night by a mosquito.
THE FELLOW: (Very much interested.) Where did he get you?
THE GIRL: (Laughing.) Well, you are so fresh that I can't be mad at you. You're too funny. Since you want to know so much, he got me on the knee. I wasn't far-seeing enough to bring mosquito netting. It's a bad bite.
THE FELLOW: Is it possible?
THE GIRL: Don't you believe it?
THE FELLOW: Well, I'm not far-seeing enough to know for sure. (With a sly glance at her knees.)
THE GIRL: How silly of you! But say—I know a joke on you. I saw you fall in the lake yesterday.
THE FELLOW: (Nodding his head.) While I was fishing?