You sap all the wholesome fire of one's most cherished resentment." "I know," admitted Philip humbly.

"I'll be hanged yet." "I can't see what in the world you find so absorbing over here," she commented with marked disapproval.

"All the while I was getting supper I watched you.

And you merely smoked and flipped pebbles in the pool and kept supper waiting." "You're wrong there," said Philip.

"I've been thinking, too." "I'd like to know just why you've been thinking so deeply!" "Honest Injun ?" "Honest Injun!" "Well," said Philip slowly, "I've been reviewing the possible mishaps incident to a caravan trip to Florida." "Mishaps!" Diane studied him in frank displeasure.