I mean the dashing captains who come in with their cutters, and would carry you off as soon as look." "Captain Lyth, you are not at all considering what you say: those officers do not want me--they want you." "Then they shall get neither; they may trust me for that.

But, Mary, do tell me how your heart is; you know well how mine has been for ever such a time.

I tell you downright that I have thought of girls before--" "Oh, I was not at all aware of that; surely you had better go on with thinking of them." "You have not heard me out.

I have only thought of them; nothing more than thinking, in a foolish sort of way.

But of you I do not think; I seem to feel you all through me." "What sort of a sensation do I seem to be?
A foolish one, I suppose, like all those many others." "No, not at all.