"Can't you be serious, Karen!"
"Indeed I can. You ought to know it, too. I was serious enough over you, once. I followed you about so faithfully and persistently that even when you took a nap I did it too——"
"Karen, do you love me?"
"I don't know."
"Will you try?"
"I'm always willing to try anything—once."
"Then suppose you try marrying me, once!" he said, bluntly.
"But oughtn't a girl to be in love before she tries that? Besides, before I am quite free to converse with you on that subject I must converse with someone else."
"What!"
"Had you forgotten?"