"He won't be in."
She sighed with impatience: "I want to speak to him. And I think this is he speaking. You know very well who I am," she persisted.
"I do."
"And I know very well who you are."
"In that you may be mistaken."
"Surely I'm not mistaken in believing Mr. Laramie a gentleman."
"But you are mistaken in believing any person by that name here."
"There is a person there who loves to persecute me, isn't there?"
"There is not."
"Is there one there that likes to have his own way?"