"Oh, your intentions are of the best. I gather that much; but I am still waiting for a definition."
"Love is worship," ventured Demetrius, rashly.
"Then why aren't you on your knees?"
"I have been on my knees for fifteen minutes."
"Really! When did you look at your watch?"
"My heart told me."
"Then your heart is a time-keeper, or perhaps a time-server."
"If you will permit me to serve you, my service will be for all time."
"Ah! It seems we are immortal, then?"
"You are," he declared passionately; "every goddess is immortal."