“Where have you been to?” she asked suddenly.
“To the seaside,” he answered, smiling.
“To Brighton?” she asked. Her tone was still condemning.
“Much farther than that,” he replied.
“To Worthing?” she asked.
“Farther—in a steamer,” he replied.
“But who did you go with?” asked the child.
“Why, I went all by myself,” he answered.
“Twuly?” she asked.
“Weally and twuly,” he answered, laughing.