So there was no magic about it at all, you see." "I'm not so sure about the magic," he returned slowly.
"This is such a wonderful country--to me--that one can never be quite sure about anything.

At least, I can't.

But perhaps that's because I am such a new thing." "And do you like it ?" she asked, frankly curious about him.
"Like being a new thing ?" he parried.

"Yes and No." "I mean do you like this wonderful country, as you call it ?" "I admire the people who belong to it tremendously," he returned.

"I never met such men before--or such women," he finished with a smile.
"But, do you like it ?" she persisted.