But suppose it is as you say, what of it ?" "Well," McCarthy deliberated, "there's other talk goes round, 'Tis said Vincent is over-thick with a jade down in the town--Lucile, they speak iv her." "All of which signifies ?" She waited, and McCarthy watched her dumbly.
"I know Lucile, and I like her," Frona continued, filling the gap of his silence, and ostentatiously manoeuvring to help him on.

"Do you know her?
Don't you like her ?" Matt started to speak, cleared his throat, and halted.

At last, in desperation, he blurted out, "For two cents, Frona, I'd lay ye acrost me knee." She laughed.

"You don't dare.

I'm not running barelegged at Dyea." "Now don't be tasin'," he blarneyed.
"I'm not teasing.