Then, suddenly mocking: "Who suggested that you call me by my first name ?" she asked.
"Some good angel or other.

May I ?" "If you please; I rather like it.

But I couldn't very well call you anything except 'Captain Selwyn.'" "On account of my age ?" "Your _age_!"-- contemptuous in her confident equality.
"Oh, my wisdom, then?
You probably reverence me too deeply." "Probably not.

I don't know; I couldn't do it--somehow--" "Try it--unless you're afraid." "I'm not afraid!" "Yes, you are, if you don't take a dare." "You dare me ?" "I do." "Philip," she said, hesitating, adorable in her embarrassment.

"No! No! No! I can't do it that way in cold blood.