"Rubbish! You detest the sea-air. It makes you feel like fighting, I grant, but not like a fighting-cock."
"There you go, trying to tell me how I feel. I've never known any one like you, Lou. I can't say a word that—"
"Have you had any news from Maud?" she broke in suspiciously.
"Not a word," said he.
"What have you done to Channie Scoville?" she questioned, fixing him with an accusing eye.
"Not a thing," said he.
"Then, what is it?"
"You won't believe me if I tell you," said he warily.
"Yes, I will."
"No, you won't."