"How rude you are.

Next time we meet." "That is a bargain.

But I won't go till you say you love me again.
"Edouard, don't be silly.

I am ashamed of saying the same thing so often--I won't say it any more.

What is the use?
You know I love you.
There, I HAVE said it: how stupid!" "Adieu, then, my wife that is to be." "Adieu! dear Edouard." "My hus--go on--my hus--" "My huswife that shall be." Then they walked very slowly towards the house, and once more Rose left quizzing, and was all tenderness.
"Will you not come in, and bid them 'good-night' ?" "No, my own; I am in heaven.