“Why, you provoked me to it.”
“Did I? Did I really? Do you think I tempted you to do it? Then I must be wicked, whether I knew I was doing it or not. Yes.”
The break in her voice made him look more keenly at her, and he saw the tears glimmer in her eyes. “Alice!”
“No; I'm not good enough for you. I always said that.”
“Then don't say it any more. That's the only thing I won't let you say.”
“Do you forbid it, really? Won't you let me even think it?”
“No, not even think it.”
“How lovely you are! Oh! I like to be commanded by you.”
“Do you? You'll have lots of fun, then. I'm an awfully commanding spirit.”
“I didn't suppose you were so humorous—always. I'm afraid you won't like me. I've no sense of fun.”