"It's just as well that you don't try it to see how I'll take it."
"Oh, I shan't try it. I'll go on still believing in you against yourself, like the born fool I am."
"You may believe in me or not just as you please—but it isn't my fault if you won't go off and marry Judy Hatch, as I have begged you to. She's everything on earth that Mr. Mullen preached about to-day in his sermon."
"Hang Judy Hatch! You are bent on starting a quarrel with me, that is the trouble. As soon as you mentioned Jonathan Gay I knew what you were in for."
"As if I couldn't say a man was good looking without putting you into a rage."
"I'm not in a rage, but I hate a flirt. Every sensible man does."
"Judy Hatch isn't a flirt."
"Leave Judy Hatch out of it—though I've more than half a mind to walk off and ask her to marry me."
"That's just what I've advised you to do for the last six months, isn't it?"
"Ah, no, you haven't, Molly, no, you haven't—and you'd be just as sorry as I the minute after I had done it. You've got some small foolish childish notions in your head about hating men—but you're much nearer loving me than hating me at this moment, and that's why you're afraid!"