"It would be only a formality." "There is the very point," observed Bess.

"It is the formality that has become important.

Do you think I would break in upon your dreams, else?
A formality is a fence.

If you owned a bed of flowers, would you build a fence about it?
Then fence in your Dorothy with a formal offer of your love." "I shall not rest until I've done so!" cried Richard, catching fire.
"And then you will have done the wise and safe and just and loving thing! Who taught you to ignore formalities?
They are one's evidence of title.

Build your fence.