\"Yes. But it's ridiculous.\"
\"Ridiculous? Because you don't care for any one else?\"
\"Because I don't mean to marry any one else.\"
\"Ah.\" There was another long interval. At length she looked up at him and asked: \"This other woman—does she love you?\"
\"Oh, there's no other woman; I mean, the person that May was thinking of is—was never—\"
\"Then, why, after all, are you in such haste?\"
\"There's your carriage,\" said Archer.
\"Yes. But it's ridiculous.\"
\"Ridiculous? Because you don't care for any one else?\"
\"Because I don't mean to marry any one else.\"
\"Ah.\" There was another long interval. At length she looked up at him and asked: \"This other woman—does she love you?\"
\"Oh, there's no other woman; I mean, the person that May was thinking of is—was never—\"
\"Then, why, after all, are you in such haste?\"
\"There's your carriage,\" said Archer.
