"Oh, I'm feeling all right," he replied moodily.
"I think it's awfully nice at the Weimers', we always have so much fun there."
"Yes, lots of fun," he echoed contemptuously.
"Oh, don't be so cross!" she flared. "You haven't any reason for fussing."
"Haven't I?"
"No, you haven't."
"Well if that's the way you feel about it I suppose I haven't. I don't see it that way."
"Well, it doesn't make any difference to me how you see it."
"Oh, doesn't it?"
"No, it doesn't." Her head was up and she was angry.