MELISANDE. Please don't call me by that ridiculous name.
GERVASE. Melisande!
MELISANDE. Nor by that one.
GERVASE. Miss Knowle.
MELISANDE. Yes? What do you want, Mr. Mallory?
GERVASE. I want to marry you.
MELISANDE (taken by surprise). Oh! . . . How dare you!
GERVASE. But I told you this morning.
MELISANDE. I think you had better leave this morning out of it.
GERVASE. But if I leave this morning out of it, then I have only just met you.