“You have given me a lesson which will come in useful. Stop! stop! or I will go away.”
“No, keep quiet; it’s done now.”
I had taken her pretty hand, with which she let me do as I liked, and at last when she drew it back she was astonished to find it wanted wiping.
“What is that?”
“The most pleasant of substances, which renovates the world.”
“I see you are an excellent master. Your pupils make rapid progress, and you give your lessons with such a learned air.”
“Now don’t be angry with me for what has happened. I should never have dared to go so far if your beauty had not inspired me.”
“Am I to take that speech as a declaration of love?”
“Yes, it is bold, sweetheart, but it is sincere. If it were not, I should be unworthy both of you and of myself.”
“Can I believe you?”