"I mean—we've been together a frightful lot, but I don't know anything about you and you don't know anything about me."
"I know you're a darling."
"Yes, I know that, but——"
"What!" she broke in, "well, if you don't properly go out with yourself."
"No, I mean—bother about me being a darling—what I mean is—what are we going to do?"
"What do you want us to do?"
"You don't help me out," he complained. "Look here, are you really in love with me?"
"Of course I am," she said softly.
"Yes, but really violently, madly in love to the exclusion of everything else in the world?"
"Kiss me," said Jenny, answering him from her heart.