"Five!"
"Or six, I guess. I'm not quite sure."
"What made you do it?"
"I didn't. You did."
"I made you swallow them?"
"Why, yes, 'cause, now, I had 'em in my mouth—"
"Six all at once!"
"Yes, and you went and scared me. I forgot to think."
"Mercy! I'm sorry, darling."
"My name isn't darling. It's Bertram."