Hoffman:
Yes, you did. You let me kiss you.
Amelia: [Taken aback.]
Oh, sir!
Hoffman:
And when I got to the church square to-day, no bride for Hans Hoffman. Well, I must say, they had the laugh on me; for I had told them I had found the girl for me—the prettiest bride of the lot. But to-morrow—
Amelia:
I can't.
Hoffman: [Taking hold of her.]
Oh, yes, you can. I won't bother you long. I'm off to the front any day now. Come, promise me! What do you say, Mother?