“Girls don’t work like men do.”
“It’s a good thing you are giving it up, then; I’ve noticed that you were beginning to get stout.”
Bernard continued to look stolid. Out of patience, Dolly launched at him a sudden question.
“Are you turning teetotaller to please Miss Laurenson?”
“I’m not turning teetotaller. I’m only trying it for a time.”
“But is it to please Miss Laurenson?”
“Well, yes; I guess it is.”
“Not really, Bernard?” asked Dolly, with a change of tone.
“Why not?”
“She isn’t your sort. And you’ve only known her for six weeks.”