I suppose you think I'm bug-house." "No, I don't.

If I hadn't taken my bathing suit to the cottage to be mended I'd have a dip myself.

Cigarette ?" He held one out.
But she shook her head.

How frightfully natural and brotherly this boy was, she thought.

Was her last desperate card to be as useless as all the rest of the pack?
How could it be! They might as well be on a desert island out there on the water and she the only woman on it.
"Feel a bit chilly?
You'd better put on this sweater." She took it from him but laid it aside.