"Yes," said the despairing lover.
"She said she didn't mean it."
"What! Did she say that to you?"
"Yes."
"Toby," cried Archie, with great fervour, "I love that girl!"
"So you've said a hundred times."
"And I'll marry her!"
"Oh, will you?" said Toby, grinning. "I can paint your future: a little cottage, a nice income, a charming girl----"
"Yes, yes!"
"Don't you wish you may get it?"