“Yes, you are,” Katie said, indignantly; “you are laughing at me now. Why do you do it?”
“Do you really wish me to tell you, Miss O'Byrne?”
“Oh, I suppose you are going to invent some ridiculous compliment, but I won't believe it, Mr. Maynard.”
“Are you quite sure, Miss O'Byrne?”
“Sure and sure,” Katie said, resolutely.
“Well, I shall try to convince you,” Frank said. “Do you like the sea?”
“I don't see what that has to do with the question, Mr. Maynard. But, yes, I do like it—I love it dearly.”
“So do I, Miss O'Byrne. Are you a good sailor?”
“Oh, yes,” Katie said; “I always lived near the sea, and used to go out in yachts. Yes, I am a very good sailor.”