Dr. Van Hyde (nervously): Alone?
Rose: Yes; papa and Aunt Susan were discreet enough to retire. Do not be afraid.
Dr. Van Hyde: Afraid of what?
Rose: Of proposing to me. If you are, I will propose to you.
Dr. Van Hyde (aside): I must humor her. But it is distressing to do so. (To Rose.) You would marry me?
Rose: Oh, yes!
Dr. Van Hyde: You like me well enough for that?
Rose: I liked you at first sight.
Dr. Van Hyde: But you have barely an acquaintance with me.
Rose: So much the better. If my acquaintance with you were more intimate, I might not be willing to marry you.