"Look with care. Count 'em!"
"Count what?"
"There's three freckles on it."
"Ay?"
"An' a half."
"Is it so?"
"There, now! I've told you the truth. I'm pallid. I'm freckled. What d'ye think o' me now?"
"I loves you."
"You don't love me at all. You're quite mistaken. You don't know what you're sayin'."
Dickie was bewildered.