Campbell, finally: "Did you wish me to stay, Amy?"
Mrs. Somers, airily: "I? Oh no! It was Mrs. Curwen."
Campbell: "Then I think I'll accept her kind offer of a seat in her coupé."
Mrs. Somers: "Oh! I thought, of course, you'd stay—at her request."
Campbell: "No; I shall only stay at yours."
Mrs. Somers: "And I shall not ask you. In fact, I warn you not to."
Campbell: "Why?"
Mrs. Somers: "Because, if you urge me to speak now, I shall say—"
Campbell: "I wasn't going to urge you."
Mrs. Somers: "No matter! I shall say it now without being urged. Yes, I've made up my mind. I can't marry a flirt."