"No, it is quite a different thing for me. A lady may have work and a thousand other things to keep her up, but a man has no such excuse."
"And does standing on a balcony in the moonlight get a lady's work done for her?"
"Such a question does not merit any answer. But you will go in now, will you not? It is really very late."
"Do you wish me to go?"
"I think you ought to go."
"That is not saying whether you wish me to go or not; if you do, I will go."
"Unfortunately wish and ought are very often at variance, and so they are now; wish says, 'stay out and enjoy this beautiful night,' and ought, 'go in and to bed.' But now I must obey ought for I have been very refractory of late."
"In what?"
"In not listening to its voice, which told me to wait a year before I gave a certain person of my acquaintance the right to plague me with his presence at all seasons and hours; so now good-night indeed."
"Stay a moment longer, Flora; do not go yet."