"On what?"
"Oh, it depends."
"You said that before. On what does it depend?"
Suddenly a glimpse he caught of the smile which lighted up her face started him off at a tangent--without waiting for her answer.
"It seems ages since I saw you last; it's awfully nice to see you again--especially as you're looking prettier than ever."
"Do you like this frock that I've got on? You ought to, I had it made specially for you--you are so critical about my clothes."
"Oughtn't a man to be critical about the girl he--he cares for?"
"Do you care for me?"
"You know I do."
"How much?"