"Dick!" she cried: "Stop it! stop it!"
"Stop what?"
"Winding yourself into a ball."
"I thought I was deducing a fact."
"Well, stop it! Besides, I do not care for the fact—and neither do I care for you, sir."
"Is that a fact?" he asked.
"It is," she answered. "Very much a fact."
"Are you sure—quite sure?"
She shrugged her shoulders.
"Because, if you are——"