Herbert. Very much.
Minnie. Have you ever made any experiments?
Herbert. Only a few, just the more common ones. I've only had one course in it, you see.
Minnie [making a thrilling conversational leap]. I've no doubt it is all very fascinating, but I don't think I should care to marry a psychologist.
Herbert [quickly; edging nearer]. But I'm not a psychologist! I'm a botanist.
Minnie [very softly; looking away]. What do you mean—I——
Herbert [seemingly about to run madly into the face of the storm, but recovering himself]. I—oh—ah—I was just defending myself, you know. But why wouldn't you care to marry one?
Minnie [sighing again]. Oh, I don't know. I think I should be in mortal terror all the time that he was just analyzing me and every one of my motives.
Herbert [dreamily]. I don't think you would have occasion. If he loved you he couldn't——