"But the boys will chevvy you, Miss, I'm afraid!"
"What does that matter, young Man?" she said.
"Are you a Scorcher, young Man?" asked the Maid.
"Nothing so vulgar, fair Miss!" he said.
"Then I don't think much of you!" mocked the Maid.
"Neither does 'Arry, sweet Miss!" he said.
"What is your ideal, young Man?" said the Maid.
"A womanly Woman, fair Miss" he said.
"Then I can't marry you, Sir!" cried the Maid.
"Thank heaven for that, manly Miss!" he said.