“Yes, with all your heart. But tell me if I may hope for your love?”
“I don’t know. All I know at present is that I ought to hate you, for in the space of a quarter of an hour you have taught me what I thought I should never know till I was married.”
“Are you sorry?”
“I ought to be, although I feel that I have nothing more to learn on a matter which I never dared to think about. But how is it that you have got so quiet?”
“Because we are talking reasonably and after the rapture love requires some repose. But look at this!”
“What! again? Is that the rest of the lesson?”
“It is the natural result of it.”
“How is it that you don’t frighten me now?”
“The soldier gets used to fire.”
“I see our fire is going out.”