"We have too much at stake this evening.

Leila is coming.

Isn't it perfectly delightful ?" "Perfectly," he said, his eyes full of the old laughing confidence again; "and the most delightful part of it all is that you don't know how delightful it is going to be." "Don't I?
Very well.

Only I inform you that I mean to be perfectly happy! And that means that I'm going to do as I please! And that means--oh, it may mean anything! What are you laughing at, Stephen?
I know I'm excited.

I don't care! What girl wouldn't be?
And I don't know what's ahead of me at all; and I don't want to know--I don't care!" Her reckless, little laugh rang sweetly in the old-fashioned, deserted hall; her lovely, daring eyes met his undaunted.
"You won't make love to me, will you, Stephen ?" "Will you promise me the same ?" "I don't know, silly! How do I know what I might say to you, you big, blundering boy, who can't take care of himself?
I don't know at all; I won't promise.