"Why, who won't?"
"Lots of 'em."
"How do you know?"
"Eh! But we can't talk here. It will be all over the town that we were—were—"
"Going to elope!" she interrupted.
"I wish we were. But, seriously, you got my letter?"
"It's really why I came."
"What?" he asked, astonished.
"It's really why I came."
"What have you to say to me?"