"Don't go in yet," he pleaded. "Wait a wee while longer!"
"What's the use?" she exclaimed.
"You'll meet me again to-morrow?..."
"I can't meet you everynight!"
"Why not?" he demanded. "Tell me why not!"
"Well... well, because I can't. It's ridiculous. You're so absurd. You keep on saying the same thing over and over... and it's so silly. If I were in love with you, I might go out with you every evening, but!..."
"Do you like me!"
"I don't know. I... I suppose I must or I wouldn't go out with you at all. Really, I'm sorry for you!..."
"Well, if you're sorry for me, come out with me tomorrow night. We'll have our dinner in town again!"
"No, no! Don't you understand, Mr. MacDermott!..."