'Dear Miss Power,' he resumed, 'before I go and join your uncle above, let me just ask, Do I stand any chance at all yet?
Is it possible you can never be more pliant than you have been ?' 'You put me out of all patience!' 'But why did you raise my hopes?
You should at least pity me after doing that.' 'Yes; it's that again! I unfortunately raised your hopes because I was a fool--was not myself that moment.

Now question me no more.

As it is I think you presume too much upon my becoming yours as the consequence of my having dismissed another.' 'Not on becoming mine, but on listening to me.' 'Your argument would be reasonable enough had I led you to believe I would listen to you--and ultimately accept you; but that I have not done.

I see now that a woman who gives a man an answer one shade less peremptory than a harsh negative may be carried beyond her intentions, and out of her own power before she knows it.' 'Chide me if you will; I don't care!' She looked steadfastly at him with a little mischief in her eyes.

'You DO care,' she said.
'Then why don't you listen to me?
I would not persevere for a moment longer if it were against the wishes of your family.