“That means, watch out for all pirates;––open fire on anything that flies a hostile flag, red or any other colour.
“And that’s my creed, Marya!”
“To shoot; not to debate?”
“An inquest is safer.”
“We shall never agree,” said the girl, laughing. “And I’m rather glad.”
“Why?”
“Because disagreements are more amusing than any entente cordiale, mon ami. It is the opposing forces that never bore each other. In life, too––I mean among human beings. Once they agree, interest lessens.”
“Nonsense,” he said, smiling.
“Oh, it is quite true. Behold us. We don’t agree. But I am interested,” she added with pretty audacity; “so please take me to dinner somewhere.”
“You mean now, as we are?”