Franklin's eyes flicked. This girl could be flippant under such circumstances, could she? She could sit knee to knee with an angry man and remain as self-possessed and undisturbed as though she were resting between dances. Well, he would show her with whom she was dealing!
"Before your mother goes to bed," he said, "I'm going to put my foot through this yarn of yours and give the game away."
"Oh, no," replied Beatrix, "you'll certainly not do that."
"Why not?"
"Because, in addition to many other attributes, you happen to be a sportsman."
"But how long d'you imagine I'm to let this thing go on?"
"I haven't thought about it."
"Don't you see that you'd better begin to think pretty quickly?"
"No. Everything is going very well. Why disturb it?"
"But look at it from my point of view."