"Of course I do. You frightened me."
"I know, and that's why I thought that one day you might marry me."
"Oh, but how silly!" she protested. "I wasn't a bit in love with you then. In fact, I was very annoyed with you."
"And, besides, I think I've always been in love with you."
"Oh, no, you haven't."
"Don't be too sure. And you?"
She smiled prettily.
"I've often thought what a nice husband you would make."
And then she had taken his hand in her lap and played with it.
"And where shall we live when we are married?" he had asked her, and she had said she did not care.