"_Don't_ cry! Good heavens! Why should you mind that awful old woman ?" Nevertheless, he had minded that awful old woman himself very considerably.
"But--it _is_ soon, isn't it ?" says she.

"I know that myself, and yet--" wistfully--"I can't help it.

I _do_ want to see things, and to amuse myself." "Naturally," says the professor.
"And it isn't that I _forget_ him," says she in an eager, intense tone, "I _never_ forget him--never--never.

Only I do want to laugh sometimes and to be happy, and to see Mr.Irving as Charles I." The climax is irresistible.

The professor is unable to suppress a smile.
"I'm afraid, from what I have heard, _that_ won't make you laugh," says he.
"It will make me cry then.