Mrs. Somers: "Oh, that! Yes. I should like to ask you a question first."
Campbell: "Twenty, if you like."
Mrs. Somers: "Why do you feel authorized to call me by my first name?"
Campbell: "Because I love you. Now will you answer me?"
Mrs. Somers, dreamily: "I didn't say I would, did I?"
Campbell, rising, sadly: "No."
Mrs. Somers, mechanically taking the hand he offers her: "Oh! What—"
Campbell: "I'm going; that's all."
Mrs. Somers: "So soon?"
Campbell: "Yes; but I'll try to make amends by not coming back soon—or at all."