Agnes. And you said you liked it; I was so pleased.
Lucy. Yes, I did. I thought it clever and——
Agnes. He is clever; and I do so want you to know him. He wants to know you, too. You will try to like him, won't you, for my sake?
Lucy. I have no doubt I shall.
Agnes. He is just bringing out a book. Some of the stories have been published before; the one you read was one, and if that proves a success then it will be all right; we shall be able to get married and——
Lucy. Wait a minute, Agnes. How long have you known him?
Agnes. Over a year—nearly two years.
Lucy. And do you really know him well? Are you quite certain you can trust him?
Agnes. What a question! How can you doubt it? You wouldn't for a minute if you knew him.
Lucy. I ought not to, knowing you, you mean. And supposing this book is a success. May it not spoil him—make him conceited?