"I am not so sure," said Bessie, suspiciously.
"I did n't think what I was saying, Bessie."
"Do you always say what you think?"
"Do you want me to be arrested?" demanded Moore. "I conceal my thoughts almost as often as you do, mavourneen."
"You can omit that 'Mavourneen,'" said Bessie, refusing to be so soon cajoled into good humor. "I 'm not to be blarneyed so easily."
"Oh," said Moore, "it's a terrible thing to be haunted by a girl's face."
"Is it?" asked Bessie, mollified.
"I should think so," responded Moore. "I can't work for thinking of one."
"Is her name 'Laziness'?"
"You 'll get no more information on the subject from me. Do you know, Bessie, I have half made up my mind not to go back to Dublin at all?"