Bendish:
Do I know her?
Cadwell:
You know her.
Bendish: You must have loved her for only a short time—for I've never heard you speak of her.
Cadwell:
Uh—a little while.
Bendish: Is she pretty? Good! Plague on the fool for asking it. You will tell me shortly. Where does she reside? Far from here?
Cadwell:
No.
Bendish: Better still. For in the beginning of these things it's devilishly tiresome to carry three letters back and forth day in day out.
Cadwell:
No trouble to do it. You can do it without going out.
Bendish:
How's that?
Cadwell:
She resides here.