“No,” I answered. “I don’t know the road. What are we coming to?”
“We are coming to a canal.”
“Well?”
“Well, I have half a mind to upset you in the canal.”
This formidable announcement appeared to require some explanation. I took the liberty of asking for it.
“Why should you upset me?” I inquired.
“Because I hate you,” was the cool and candid reply.
“What have I done to offend you?” I asked next.
“What do you want with the Master?” Ariel asked, in her turn.
“Do you mean Mr. Dexter?”