"I like you to call me Drina," she said.
"Drina when you are serious, Patsie when you are trying to upset sleighs."
"Yes, there are two sides of me, but no one knows the other." She sat a moment as though hesitating on a confidence, and suddenly sprang up. "Game for another?"
"A dozen others!"
They caught up the rope together, but suddenly serious she stopped.
"Bojo?"
"What?"
"Sometimes I think you and Doris are not a bit in love."
"What makes you think that?" he said, startled.
"I don't know—you don't act—not as I would act—not as I should think people would act in love. Am I awfully impertinent?"