“How can you say such things? Yes. I always supposed it would be—somewhere else.”
“It was somewhere else—once.”
“Oh, I meant—the second time.”
“Then you did think there was going to be a second time?”
“How do I know? I wished it. Do you like me to say that?”
“I wish you would never say anything else.”
“Yes; there can't be any harm in it now. I thought that if you had ever—liked me, you would still—”
“So did I; but I couldn't believe that you—”
“Oh, I could.”
“Alice!”