"Why Gina, you are surely not conceding the superiority of my masculine intellect?" he teased.
"No, but I will agree that you have a lot to teach me about cunning," she retorted with spirit. "You don't mean a word of it. You are merely trying to put me in the wrong."
He raised his eyebrows.
"Is such a thing possible?"
She smiled back at him.
"I refuse to let you annoy me," she said. "Have an enjoyable ride."
"But I insist that you come with us?"
Firmly she shook her head.
"Is it settled?" Benedict asked, rejoining them.
"Gina refuses to accompany us," John told him.
"I have too much work to do," Gina repeated.
"Then I will remain and help you," Benedict offered at once. "How shocking of us all to go off on a pleasure jaunt and leave you to do all the work."
"Oh, but you must co
