“And pray what is that?” said she.
“How many times have you fallen in love since I saw you last?”
“Good gracious, what a question!” said Glory.
His audacity was delightful. There was something so gracious and yet so masterful about him.
“Do you remember the day you carried me off—eloped with me, you know?” said Drake.
“I? How charming of me! But when was that, I wonder?” said Glory.
“Never mind; say, do you remember?”
“Well, if I do? What a pair of little geese we must have been in those days!”
“I'm not so sure of that—now,'” said he.
“You didn't seem very keen about me then, as far as I can remember,” said she.