"What?"
"Harnessed you, too, but to a moonbeam."
"I once knew a man to whom I never spoke ten words in all my life, and yet I always imagined he might have talked to me like that—not literally—not in terms of tin dippers."
"Of what, you queer, queer girl?"
"Now I know of whom you remind me! An old school-teacher I once had.
Odd."
"I would never have let you slip my harness through."
"And have deprived the Amusement Enterprise Company of my austere services!"
"You've been invaluable. Ninety per cent of your judgments have been ninety-nine per cent there!"
"Luck."
"Luck nonsense! Judgment isn't horseshoe-shaped."