Can you desire anything more romantic?
"The trouble with you is that you're romantic only on canvas.

Anyway, I can't stir you to sentiment.

Can I?
True, I never tried.

But if you come here, and conditions are favourable, and you are so inclined, and I am feeling lonely, nobody can tell what might happen in a flat scow on the stump-pond.
"To be serious for a moment, Louis, I'd really love to have you come.
You know I never before saw the real country; I'm a novice in the woods and fields, and, somehow, I'd like to have you share my novitiate in this--as you did when I first came to you.

It is a curious feeling I have about anything new; I wish you to experience it with me.
"Rita is awake and exploring the box of Maillard's which is about empty.