"There is no better or prettier name in the whole world."
"I don't think so."
"I do," answered Mr. Waterford, with emphasis. "I was sick of the old name—the Michigan."
"Probably you will soon be sick of the new one—the Marian," added Miss Collingsby, still gazing into the water.
"Never!" protested the gallant skipper.
"I am afraid you will, as you were of the old one."
"Never, Miss Collingsby! Of course the name itself is but a word, but the association will cause me to cherish it forever."
"How very fine you talk, Mr. Waterford!"
"But I say just what I mean, and utter only what is nearest to my heart."
"It is a pity you were not a lawyer, for you always make out a very good case."