"You have fatigued yourself!—A long two months!" laughingly.
"There has been no time for fickleness."
"There never will be, so far as I am concerned. So sure am I of that, that I do not mind praying that Cupid's curse may light upon me if ever I prove unfaithful. You know it?"
"I have but small acquaintance with cursing of any sort."
"Then learn this one,—
'They that do change old love for new,
Pray gods they change for worse!'
Will you repeat that after me?"
"Wait until I finish my tea; and—unkind as you are—you will give me a little bit of cake, won't you?"
"I would give you everything I possess, if I could."