“You may ask all the people you like, dear. You may give a ball, if you will, only live in a house with stairs.”
“Not yet, dear.”
“I must go now, and leave you. Every time I leave you it grows harder. Why must it be?”
“I will come to your party on the 16th, and I will bring Sir Ralph.”
“I do not want him.”
“Yes, you do. Did you get my gloves?”
“They will come to-day. Good-bye.”
Quickly he put his arm round her and rapidly kissed her.
“There!”
“Go home,” she replied. “Matrimonial endearments thus early in the morning are unusual and uncomfortable.”