Infant sweethearts almost never marry.

She has no more idea of it than have I.
We are fond of each other; neither of us has happened, so far, to encounter the real thing.

But as soon as the right man comes along Stephanie will spread her wings and take flight--" "You don't know her! Well--of all faithless wretches--your inconstancy makes me positively ill!" "Inconstancy! I'm not inconstant.

I never saw a girl I liked better than Stephanie.

I'm not likely to.