"Haven't I already told you?" she asked impatiently. "I am so nervous—so completely upset—that I don't feel equal to going out by myself. Have you no sympathy for me? Suppose you had dreamed that you were marrying Nugent instead of Oscar?"
"Ah, bah! what of that? I should only have dreamed that I was marrying the most agreeable man of the two."
"The most agreeable man of the two! There you are again—always unjust to Oscar."
"My love! if you could see for yourself, you would learn to appreciate Nugent's good qualities, as I do."
"I prefer appreciating Oscar's good qualities."
"You are prejudiced, Lucilla."
"So are you!"
"You happen to have met Oscar first."
"That has nothing to do with it."
"Yes! yes! If Nugent had followed us, instead of Oscar; if, of those two charming voices which are both the same, one had spoken instead of the other—"