“But it seems so funny ... before people!”
“People, people! You can’t always bother about people.”
“But I have to: I’m a girl!”
“Oh, Marianne, people are always a nuisance!”
“A desert island would be the thing.”
“Yes, a desert island....”
“With a motor-car....”
“And just you and me.”
They both laughed; and her little bells tinkled through his boyish laugh.