She exclaimed, as a sort of parenthesis,
And by way of putting me quite at my ease,
“You know, I’m to polka as much as I please,
And flirt when I like—now stop—don’t you speak—
And you must not come here more than twice in the week,
Or talk to me either at party or ball,
But a’ways be ready to come when I call:
So don’t prose to me about duty and stuff—
If we don’t break this off, there will be time enough
For that sort of thing; but the bargain must be,