"I don't want any."
"Nonsense."
"I—I can't. I feel sick."
He raised his eyebrows.
"Need you mention it?"
"I wouldn't if you hadn't teased me so."
She began playing with some salted almonds.
"My dear girl, I wouldn't eat those things if I were you."
"I'm not eating them." She pushed the dish from her. "I'm afraid," said she, "it isn't a very nice dinner."