“No, you’re not promised to me.”
“I am.”
“No.”
“I don’t see how you can prevent my promising. I promise to love, honor and obey——”
“Then obey at once and stop promising.”
“I won’t——”
“Then what validity has a promise, broken the moment it’s made?” His logic was inevitable.
“Cherish, then,” she evaded.
He held her away from him, looked into her eyes and laughed. “If it establishes no precedent—er—you may cherish me at once.”