"They—are they decent to you at Starker's?"
"Of course they are. I would like," said Winny, in her grandest manner, "to see anybody trying it on with me."
"Oh, well, I suppose it's all right if you like it. But I thought—perhaps—you didn't."
"You'd no business to think."
"Can't help it. Born thinkin'."
"Well—it shows how much you know. I mean to enjoy life," said Winny. "And I do enjoy it."
Ranny, lying on his back with his face turned up to the sky, said that that was a jolly sight more than he did; that for his part he thought it a pretty rotten show.
Winny stared, for this utterance was most unlike him.
"My goodness! What ever in the world's wrong with you?"
Everything, he answered, gloomily, was wrong.