"Father Molyneux."
"Not Groombridge's cousin?"
"I wonder if he repents of his folly now? I didn't think he looked particularly cheerful!"
"Didn't you?" said Molly. "Well, I think he is the happiest person I know! But we never do agree about people, do we?"
"About a few we do, but it's much more amusing to talk about ourselves, isn't it?"
"Much more. What do you want me to tell you about myself this time?"
Edmund looked at her with sleepy eyes and perceived that something had changed. "I should like to know what you think about me?" he said gently.
"No, you wouldn't," said Molly, and she gave a tiny sigh. "No, for some reason or other you want to know something which I have settled to tell you."
Her manner alarmed and excited him. As a matter of honourable dealing he felt that he ought to give her pause. "Are you sure you are wise?" he said.