Conquest; Or, A Piece of Jade; a New Play in Three Acts

by Marie Carmichael Stopes

Nora.

Not—yet.

Gordon.

But—when will it be, I wonder!

Nora.

Now, you are rude. Couldn’t I be engaged any minute I liked.

Gordon.

Nora, how you tease me! And yet, I believe, underneath it all you are fond of me—a little.

Nora.

Of course, I’m fond of you. We were brought up like brother and sister.