"If you would only do something that is not reasonable, not calculated, Doris! But everything you do is so well considered. You didn't use to be this way. I can't help thinking you care more about your life in society than you do me. It's the worldly part of you I'm afraid about."
She looked into his eyes steadily a moment and then turned her head away and nodded, smiling in assent.
"Heavens, Doris, if you want to do like Dolly, if you want a position, or a title, say so and let's be honest."
"But I don't— I don't," she cried impetuously. "You don t know how I have fought—" she stopped, not wishing to mention her mother and, lifting her glance to him anxiously, said: "Bojo, what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to do something uncalculated," he burst out—"mad, impulsive, as persons do who are wild in love with each other. I want you to marry me now."
"Now!"
"Listen: With what I've got and my salary I can scrape up ten thousand—no, don't spoil it— I don't want any money from you. Will you take your chances and marry me on my own basis now?"
She caught her breath and finally said, marking each word:
"Yes—I—will—marry—you—now!"
He burst out laughing at the look of terror in her eyes at the thought of facing life on ten thousand a year.