"Damn your humilities," Harry said.
"Oh, sir, but I want them, my new humilities. I have nothing else to cover my nakedness."
"You look better without them, ma'am."
"Fie, I will stop your mouth." But it was a cup of herb water that she offered him instead of a kiss.
"You are a cheat," Harry spluttered. "You presume on my infirmities."
"No. No. I have made you talk too much. You must be still and rest again."
"Burn your maternal care! I have hardly seen you yet a minute."
"A minute! Oh!" She looked at the jewelled watch. "Aye, sir, an hour.
And what's this pretty toy?"
Harry laughed. "Why, now I have you. Sure, ma'am, it's a love token."
"I shall go away, sir."