Say, are you all right?
Are you still glad you're alive ?" He was holding her hands and looking into her eyes.
"Of course I am.

What a ridiculous question! None but the good die young, and I'm not very good or I wouldn't be running away with you.

But come,--take me on deck.

Is it raining?
Why, your coat is wet.

Hurry, Hugh; I want to take a good look," she cried, dragging him up the steps hilariously.