HE. That's curious.
SHE. Curious?
HE. Neither can I.
SHE. (Staggered, but returning to the attack with magnificent self-possession) Oh, but you swam splendidly! Clothes and all! All the way from the other side of the lake!
HE. Did I?
SHE. Of course you did! One plunge, and a few magnificent overhand strokes. . . . (She notices his peculiar expression, and hesitates.)
HE. (Thoughtfully) Plunge?
SHE. Why, certainly.
HE. (Shaking his head) I would have sworn I waded.
SHE. (Laughing uneasily) You are really too modest, Lord
Brookfield.