"Yes, but you know her. Do you think she is a person I would like?"
"I do not know."
"You don't know! —"
"But you know her, Winthrop," said Winnie a little timidly, when she found he added nothing to his former words.
"Yes."
"Don't you like her?"
"Yes."
"Then why don't you know?"
"You don't like everything that I like," said her brother.
"Why yes I do! — Don't I?"