“What does he do?”
“He’s a government clerk; he has a very fine place.”
“Well, my dear girl, marry at once; it seems to me that that is the very best thing that you can do.”
“Ah! how happy I would make that man, if I married him!”
“Well said; that purpose does you honor.”
“Oh, no! that’s not it; you don’t understand me. I mean that he would be enchanted if I would consent to take him for my husband.”
“Ah! that makes a difference. But what deters you?”
“The trouble is that I don’t love him.”
“What’s that? such a magnificent man!”
“Yes, but his legs are a little bowed.”