“Ye ought to be spanked, ye little devil.”
“Some people are good at calling names,” she remarked to the sky.
“I’m tellin’ ye it’s dangerous for you to start off for that far raft alone.”
“Well, I’m asking you what business it is of yours?”
“Do ye want me to stand by and see ye drown yerself?”
“It’s my privilege to drown myself if I like,” she replied, as she struck off for the raft again. They swam to it in silence, and she pulled her slim satin body, like a shining eel, up onto the platform. He followed.
“You’re a very disturbin’ young person!” he said, sternly.
She lifted her eyebrows at him, with a baby stare. He looked away with a frown.
“Where is ‘Paula! ever young and ever fair’?” she inquired. “Is she displaying herself on the beach?”