Darbey.
Pardon me, Sheba—but what is your age?
Sheba.
Oh, it is so very little—it is not worth mentioning. Cannot we remain friends and occasionally correspond?
Darbey.
Well, of course—if you insist——
Sheba.
No, no, I see that is impracticable. It must be wed or part. All I ask is time—time to ponder over such a question, time to know myself better.
Darbey.
Certainly, how long?