“No, dear; there’d only be a row if you asked father now. You’ll have to take my word for that, Freddy.”
“I’m not so sure of that—if he knows you love me!”
“Of course I love you, Freddy!”
“Then let us be married and end all this bother. You’re of age; there’s nothing to prevent us. I’d a lot rather have it out with your father now. I know I can convince him that I’m respectable and able to take care of you. I’ve got the record of the divorce case; there’s nothing in it I’m ashamed of.”
“That’s all right enough; but the very mention of it would make him furious. We’ve talked of this a hundred times, Freddy, and I’m not going to let you make that mistake. We’re going to wait a little longer!”
“You won’t go back on me?”
“Never, Freddy!”
“You might meet someone on the trip you’d like better. I’m going to be terribly nervous about you!”
“Then you don’t trust me! If you don’t trust me you don’t love me!”
“Don’t be so foolish. I’m mad about you. And I’m sick of all this sneaking round for a chance to see you!”