"May I ?" It did not suggest any overwhelming impatience.

"Yes," she answered.

"In case you haven't married yourself, and forgotten all about me." "I shall keep you to your promise," he said quite gravely.
She felt the time had come to speak seriously.

"I want you to marry," she said, "and be happy.

I shall be troubled if you don't." He was looking at her with those shy, worshipping eyes of his that always made her marvel at her own wonderfulness.
"It need not do that," he answered.