Inn. Don’t see what there is about you to frighten a fellow.
Hat. I don’t believe you’re so bold as you pretend; judging from the respectful distance you keep.
Inn. Don’t you want me to be respectful?
Hat. Why of course, but you needn’t be distant.
Inn. (crosses slowly to her) If I thought by coming nearer, I should be getting dearer——
Hat. Wouldn’t you be getting costly? You’re pretty near now!
Inn. (R. C.—getting closer to Hattie; Hat. bus.) So are you, Hattie. You’re pretty near and pretty far, but the nearer I am the sweeter you are. Ha! Ha!
Hat. Oh! You don’t flatter yourself much to think that your proximity makes me sweeter.
Sarcastically; turning from him.
Inn. To me! I mean in my opinion! Oh, Hattie!