“I did. What is there in that?”
“More than you think for. A whole world of meaning.”
“I meant what I said.”
“In spite only, Fan.”
“In earnest.”
“Ha, ha! I know you too well for that.”
“Do you? You flatter yourself, I think. Perhaps you may some day find your mistake.”
“Not a bit of it. You love me too well. Fan, as I do you. It is just for that I am going to make the proposal.”
“Out with it! I shan’t like you any the better for thus tantalising me. Come, Dick; you want me to grant something? What is it?”
“Give me your permission to—”