"Oh, because you are. You—you are very good to me, Penny."
"Well, I guess I'm not killing myself."
"There isn't many fellows like you."
"No?"
"No. There isn't many fellows like you, Penny. I tell you 'most everything, and you just listen, and don't argue with me and tell me I'm a fool, because you know that it—because you know that it can't be helped, anyhow."
"Oh, nonsense, you kid! Almost anybody would be glad to——"
"Penny, do you think she is very beautiful?" Florinda's voice had a singular quality of awe in it.
"Well," replied Pennoyer, "I don't know."
"Yes, you do, Penny. Go ahead and tell me."
"Well——"