"Oh, my boy."
"But didn't you think I might be a scamp?"
"I didn't think about it at all. It wouldn't have made any difference."
"Then why were you as mum as a fish?"
"Oh, my boy."
"Why? why? why?—if you weren't frightened? Of course you were frightened."
"No, no, I wasn't. I told you I wasn't. Why don't you believe me?— Oh, you're laughing at me again."
"You're blushing again."
"It's so easy to make me ashamed when I've been silly. Of course you know now why I couldn't speak. You know what took my words away. Didn't you know then?"
"How could I know? How could I dream it would be as quick for you as for me?"