"She says--she says you have a mean life, Alice." "No, papa." Mrs.Adams turned in her daughter's arms.

"Do you hear her lie?
Couldn't you be as brave as she is, Virgil ?" "Are you lying, Alice ?" he asked.

"Do you have a mean time ?" "No, papa." He came toward her.

"Look at me!" he said.

"Things like this dance now--is that so hard to bear ?" Alice tried to say, "No, papa," again, but she couldn't.