"For a young fellow of the day, you are wonderfully bashful and shy, not to be able to tell the girl of your heart that you love her! I declare, if I had only done what they wanted me, I would have proposed for half of the wives of the present married men of my acquaintance! When I was a girl, gentlemen seemed to have twice the ardour about them that they have now! You are all, now-a-days, like a pack of boarding-school misses, and have to be as tenderly coaxed on into proposing, as if _you_ were the wooed and not the wooers.

You don't understand what ladies like," continued the old lady, who, like most elderly maidens, had a strong spice of the romantic in her composition; "they prefer having their affections taken by assault instead of all this shilly-shallying and faint-heartedness.

If I had had my choice, when I thought, as girls will think, of such things, I would have liked my lover to carry me off like those gallant knights did in the good old days that we read of!" "And had him prosecuted for abduction," said I, laughing at her enthusiasm.
"Well, well, Frank," she said, laughing too, "I don't mean to advise you to go to that extent; yet, you might easily find an opportunity to speak to Minnie Clyde, if you only set your wits to work.

There's the school treat on Thursday, won't that do for you ?" "Really," I replied, "I never thought of that, Miss Pimpernell; indeed I had made up my mind not to go; and--" "Why shouldn't you ?" said the energetic little old lady, interrupting me.

"What better chance could you have, I should like to know--a nice long day in the country, a picnic excursion, a pleasant party, with lots of openings for private conversation?
Dear me, Frank, you are not half a lover! If I were a handsome young fellow like you, I would soon cut you out, my boy! Only be bold and speak out to her.