I am a very rich man. I could give you lots of such hats, and jewellery, and a big house.
ROSALINE (sentimentally).
I wish that you were poor.
HENRICH SCHERCL (in a fright).
No, no, for goodness sake, don't say that! Why?
ROSALINE.
You would not doubt my sincerity then. Now, you may think—
HENRICH SCHERCL.
No, no, I do believe you. Do you care for me a little, Rosie?
ROSALINE (archly).