"In earnest. I hardly thought that that would be doubted. Do you not believe me?"
"I do believe you. And you will be good?"
"Ah,—I do not know that."
"Try, and I will love you so dearly. Nay, I do love you dearly. I do. I do."
"Say it again."
"I will say it fifty times,—till your ears are weary with it";—and she did say it to him, after her own fashion, fifty times.
"This is a great change," he said, getting up after a while and walking about the room.
"But a change for the better;—is it not, Oswald?"
"So much for the better that I hardly know myself in my new joy. But, Violet, we'll have no delay,—will we? No shilly-shallying. What is the use of waiting now that it's settled?"
"None in the least, Lord Chiltern. Let us say,—this day twelvemonth."