"Well, my pet?"
"I have something to say to you."
"Have you, darling?"
"I want to tell you that I think I must be growing fond of you."
"My angel!"
"Yes. And do you know why I think so?"
"No. I cannot imagine how anything so unlikely and desirable should come to pass."
"I will tell you. Do you remember how, long ago when first you kissed me, I disliked it so much that it made me cry?"
"Yes."
"Well, now I find I don't mind it one bit!"