"Yes, I mean it. I have been in love with you from the first moment I saw you, the afternoon that I took you to the Blanes' garden-party. You remember?" The girl nodded gravely. "I was bowled over then, and I've worshipped you ever since. I suppose you knew that? Women are always said to know these things. Did you know?"
This was a long speech for Pip, but it drew no answer from Elsie.
"Did you know?" he repeated gently.
Elsie plucked a few bents from the sand around her and began to plait them with great care.
"Did you know?" asked Pip for the third time.
Elsie answered, without raising her eyes—
"Yes—at least, lately. But you never gave yourself away, Pip."
"I know that. I rather prided myself on it. I should have asked you long ago, only after the Governor's death I had to—work for a living. It's only recently I have become a man with money. Besides, I think these things ought to be kept sacred, just between—between the two, you know. I haven't a very high opinion of myself, but I do think I can keep a secret. I wasn't going to have you talked about, even by friends. However"—he brought his gaze back from the distant horizon with an effort—"we are wandering from the point. Will you play me a match, Elsie,—a love-match?"
Elsie raised her eyes for the first time.
"Pip, don't be absurd!"