'I don't want to hurry you at all, only it makes me so sad at heart when my own girl won't come and say a kind word to me and give me a kiss before we part at night.

I thought so much of that last night, Marie, I couldn't sleep for thinking of it.' On hearing this, she flung her arms round his neck and kissed him on each cheek and on his lips.

'I get to feel so, Marie, if there's anything wrong between you and me, that I don't know what I'm doing.

Will you do this for me, my dear?
Come and sit at table with us this evening, and make one of us.

At any rate, come and show that we don't want to make a servant of you.