I was thinking of you." "Are you tired of that ?" "Very much so.

It leads to nothing.

The road's long and I never arrive." "What do you wish to arrive at ?" she put to him, closing her parasol.
"At the point of expressing to myself properly what I think of your engagement." "Don't think too much of it," she lightly returned.
"Do you mean that it's none of my business ?" "Beyond a certain point, yes." "That's the point I want to fix.

I had an idea you may have found me wanting in good manners.

I've never congratulated you." "Of course I've noticed that.