I pointed to the puppy, chasing his tail with verve.
"Very," he answered drily. "Do you realize, Miss Carroll, that you almost sat up?"
"When?" I shouted, very rudely, and quite disbelieving.
"About five minutes ago, when the dog jumped into your hammock."
"But," I insisted childishly, "I haven't been able to sit up all by myself since...."
"I know," he interrupted, "It's what you have done, not what you haven't, that is the point. Try again."
Half crying from excitement, I tried. But it was no use, and I sank back, helpless and hysterical.
"You see," I said sorrowfully.
"Yes."
He was looking at me out of those steel-blue eyes.