Ale upon this! My head was lost.

"Why don't it last for ever ?" says I."I wish it did," says she.

The naivete enraptured me.

"Oooo!" I cried, hugging her, and then, you know, there was no course open to a man of honour but to offer marriage and make a lady of her.

I proposed: she accepted me, and here I am, eternally tied to this accurst insignia, if I'm to keep my promise! Isn't that a sacrifice, friend H.?
There's no course open to me.