Frank R. Stockton,
A Bicycle of Cathay
“ I smiled grimly. "She likened me to a bear," I said. "Do you call that a compliment?" Edith Larramie looked at me, her eyes sparkling. "Tell me one thing," she said. "When she spoke to you in that way weren't you trying to find out how she felt about the matter exclusive of the inn?" I could not help smiling again as I assented. "There!" she exclaimed. "I am beginning to have the highest respect for my abilities as a forecaster of human probabilities. It was like you to try to find out that, and it was like her to snub you. But let's walk on. Would you like me to give you some advice." ”
