"Am I?"
"You're so sweet and patient. Such a pearl, such a treasure."
"You think so."
"My little Queen of Hearts, you've a genius for love."
"What's that?"
"I mean, you're just right. You never make a mistake. You're patient with my wretched artistic temperament. Like a perfect work of art, you're a perfect work of love."
"Maurice, you are a darling," she sighed on the authentic note of passionate youth in love.
"When you whisper like that, it takes my breath away.... Jenny are you ever going to be more to me even than you are now?"
"What do you mean, more?" she asked.
"Well, everything that a woman can be to a man. You see I'm an artist, and an artist longs for the completion of a great work. My love for you is the biggest thing in my life so far, and I long to complete it. Don't you understand what I mean?"