"No," said Bessie. "You are more like Charles Surface, I fancy."
"Never mind mixing the Drama with this conversation," replied Moore, chidingly. "Forget for a moment that you are an actress and remember you are a woman, though no doubt it amounts to the same thing."
"Well, what does my mouth remind you of, Mr. Moore?" asked the girl, her curiosity getting the better of her.
"Of better things, Mistress Dyke."
"Indeed? What may they be, sir?"
"Kisses," replied the poet lightly. "Ah, Bessie, it is glad that I am that your mouth is no smaller."
"And why so?" she asked, suspiciously.
"The smaller a woman's mouth, the greater the temptation."
"'The smaller a woman's mouth, the greater the temptation,' said Moore."