"What's time got to do with it? I knew the very first moment."
"I, too."
"Story-teller! The first look you gave me was not that kind at all?"
"What kind was it?"
"Oh, a kind of ... kind of sprightly look. Observe little bright-eyes!"
"Pen!"
She laughed delightedly.
"Well, it happened so soon afterwards it doesn't count."
"I wonder how it is to a man," she murmured dreamily. "With me ... well it was like hating you, you upset me so!"
"You made me a little sore, too. You were so bossy!"