As she looked into his eyes--and she did look, as though there was fascination in his glance--she could scarcely doubt that at least he thought he was. She tried to smile; the effort was a failure.
"But it's--it's so absurd. You know nothing of me. We are strangers. You only saw me the day before yesterday for the first time in your life."
"What does that matter? I know a man who met a girl upon the Friday and married her upon the Monday."
"Absurd!"
"Some men would be able to do this sort of thing in style; I can't. I know that this sort of thing comes to a man once in his life, and then in an instant. I know that I love you; I know that there will never be another woman to me like you. Some men do not take long to find out these things, you see!"
There was a pause. Then she at last looked down.
"I thought you mentioned something about pecuniary complications."
"This morning I had a hint from a friend; it has brought me in a fortune! There will be enough to settle up with, and something over to start again. And, Dora, I can work."
"Mr Coventry, do you clearly understand that I am a nameless nobody, who has to give music lessons for a living?"
"I understand that you are the woman whom I love!"