"Oh, if you are to be believed, teasing is no sign of indifference," said Moore. "It's a leaf from the book you wrote me this last year that you are reading now, Bessie!"
"You are so obstinate," she sighed. "Ah, Tom, you will succeed in spite of all. I know you will."
"Then, dearest, let us wait. Think, how can I expect you to obey me as my wife if you disobey me as a sweetheart?"
"But," said the girl, pouting, "I am not used to being rejected."
"I am," said he. "It is good experience."
"I suppose I 'll have to let you have your way."
"I suppose you will, Bessie."
"Father is coming after me in half an hour," she continued, taking off her hat as she spoke.
"So soon?" responded Moore, regretfully.
There was a knock on the door.