"Oh, I guess so."
"In spite of the awful record I have made? Aunt Sarah says I am branded as a coquette, and no decent man will ever have anything more to do with me."
"Rubbish."
Phyllis fondled Watch's ears, which were long and silky, and tried the effect on dog-beauty of overlapping them on his head.
"Papa, what's the matter with me? Why haven't I any sense? Why am I not like other girls?"
"You are very fastidious."
"Yes, that's true."
"And very proud."
"Yes, inherited."
"And demand a great deal."