“What, Rex?”

“I love you.”

“Oh!”

“And you?”

“No—not at all!” cried the girl, shaking her pretty head. Presently she gave him a swift glance from beneath her drooping lashes.

“Rex?”

“What, Yvonne?”

“I want to tell you a secret.”

“What, Yvonne?”

“If you eat so many sardines—”