"How long--will it take you to make up your mind?"
"That's something else I can't tell you; I never may make it up. You see, I'm only mentioning this so that you can understand why I'm not anxious to press old Dawson, just yet awhile. There's nothing to be lost by waiting; I'm in no hurry."
"How about our marriage?"
"What do you mean--how about our marriage?"
She would have liked to have told him just what she did mean--that she had invented her aunt's legacy simply because she wanted to be married at once. But she could not do that; she had to get to the point some other way.
"You said if you had enough money to buy a partnership in Mr. Dawson's business we might be married at once; that's why I told you about my aunt's legacy."
"That's all right; the legacy'll keep; what's the harm?"
"The harm is--it's not nice of you to make me say so, though--you ought to be--you ought to be flattered."
"I am flattered."
"You're not! I don't believe you care for me one bit, or--or you'd know I want to be married."