It is what they say at college for being in love." "How can I help it ?" said Gwendolen, rather contemptuously.

"Perdition catch my soul if I love _him_." "No, of course; papa, I think, would not wish it.

And he is to go away soon.

But it makes me sorry when you ridicule him." "What shall you do to me when I ridicule Rex ?" said Gwendolen, wickedly.
"Now, Gwendolen, dear, you _will not_ ?" said Anna, her eyes filling with tears.

"I could not bear it.