But it is so hard for a fellow to get an opportunity to say a few words." "What words can you want to say to me, Mr.Anderson ?" This she said with a look of great surprise, as though utterly unable to imagine what was to follow.
"Well, I did hope that you might have some idea of what my feelings are." "Not in the least." "Haven't you, now?
I suppose I am bound to believe you, though I doubt whether I quite do.

Pray excuse me for saying this, but it is best to be open." Florence felt that he ought to be excused for doubting her, as she did know very well what was coming.

"I--I--Come, then; I love you! If I were to go on beating about the bush for twelve months I could only come to the same conclusion." "Perhaps you might then have considered it better." "Not in the least.

Fancy considering such a thing as that for twelve months before you speak of it! I couldn't do it,--not for twelve days." "So I perceive, Mr.Anderson." "Well, isn't it best to speak the truth when you're quite sure of it?
If I were to remain dumb for three months, how should I know but what some one else might come in the way ?" "But you can't expect that I should be so sudden ?" "That's just where it is.

Of course I don't.