"You don't know her name yet—do you, Levi?" said Bessie, in a kind of taunting tone.
"I do not, but I shall soon find out if this breeze holds," replied the skipper, who had been wilfully kept in ignorance on this important matter.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" added Bessie, teasing him.
"Of course I would; but I am willing to wait a few hours longer."
"Why don't you manifest a little impatience about it?" pouted she.
"It wouldn't do any good; besides, I am a Yankee, and I think I can guess what her name is. Indeed, I feel almost sure I know it."
"What do you think it is?"
"That's telling," laughed Levi.
"But won't you tell me?" said Bessie, assuming an imploring look.
"I think I will pay you off by keeping still."