"Yes."
"Well, then, I will say seriously that I do take a pride in being different from some people?"
"Am I included?"
"Oh, nonsense, girl. What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, I know you don't care for any of us," she whimpered. "You won't even let mother show her love for you; you try to surround yourself with a lordly mystery."
"If I have a mystery it is far from a lordly one."
"But it's not far from annoying, I can tell you that."
"Don't try to pick a quarrel, little girl."
"Oh, I'm not half so anxious to quarrel as you are."
"All right; if that's the case, we'll get along smoothly. Get your doll out of the little trunk and let us play with her."