"It did look like it, I know."
"Look like what?"
"Adela, you'll drive me crazy. It was all your fault."
"So I told papa, and he was angrier than ever."
"You angel! It wasn't your fault. It was your eyes. I couldn't help it.
Adela, I love you dreadfully."
"I'm so glad."
She gave a sigh as of relief.
"Why?"
"Because I wished you would. But I don't deserve it. A great clever man like you love a useless girl like me! I am so glad!"
"But your papa?"