Lydia. I—I can see how it might be.
Joe. You won't forget to smile?
Lydia. No.
Joe. But smile now, for practice.
Lydia [trying to smile, but failing]. Oh, I can smile for you easily enough; but don't frighten me like that again.
Joe. I'll try not to.
Lydia [suddenly facing him]. Do you expect Aunt Harriet to live as long as you do?
Joe [with a second's hesitation]. Yes, I'm quite sure she will. The Wildes have the habit of living long, you know.
Lydia. But why shouldn't you live longer than she, since you are younger?
Joe. Oh, I don't know. I'd rather like to get ahead of her in something, though.