Why will you never talk seriously with me?
Why do you obstinately refuse to tell me one single word that savors of confidence, of intimacy--of friendship, in a word ?" "Please reflect for a minute, madam; where would that lead us to ?" "What is that to you?
That would lead us where it would.

It is singular that you should be more anxious about it than I am." "Come, what would you think of me if I ventured to speak of love to you ?" "I don't ask you to make love to me!" she said, sharply.
"I know it, madam; and yet it is the inevitable turn my language would take if it ceased for a moment to be frivolous and commonplace.

Now, admit that there is one man in the world who could not speak of love to you without incurring your contempt, and that I am that very man.

I cannot say that I am very much pleased with having placed myself in such a position; but, after all, it is so, and I cannot forget it." "That is showing a great deal of judgment." "That is showing a great deal of courage." She shook her head with an air of doubt, and resumed after a moment of silence: "Do you know that you have just spoken to me as if I were what is called a 'fast' woman ?" "Oh! madam!" "Of course, you think that I can never attribute to a man who pays his addresses to me any but improper intentions.

If it were so, I would deserve being called a 'fast' woman, and I do not.