“May I tell you that you are the bravest, cleverest, sweetest girl in all the world?”
“No! You mustn’t say things like that to me.”
“But can’t you see that I love you?”
“I see that you are dripping wet.”
She swiftly rowed to his harbor and rested on her oars.
“Can you dress yourself? Shall I send father over?”
“Don’t even inform him, please. Do you want me to tell you about Gratia?”
“I don’t care a snap about Gratia.”
Marvin shivered till his teeth chattered and the boat shook.
“But—but—she refused me. She didn’t want to tie my necktie.”