Is there?"
"Now, Phil, how could I tell that? When people say they love you
heaps and heaps, you never know quite how much to believe, or quite
how much is just the influence of the moonlight."
"Well, there's no moonlight here now. So when I tell you how much I
love you, it's all true. You believe that, don't you, Little Girl?"
"Yes, I believe it. But, Philip, I wish you wouldn't talk about it
to-day. I'm tired of--"
"Of having men tell you how much they love you? Poor little Patty!
I'm afraid you'll have to put up with that all your life."
"Oh, horrible!" and Patty made a wry face. "I suppose some girls
like it, but I don't."
"I'll tell you a way to avoid it, Patty. Be engaged to me, now,--
even if you won't marry me right away, and then, you see, other men
can't propose to you."
"Do you mean be engaged to you, Phil, without intending EVER to
marry you!"
"Well, don't consider the second question at present. Just be
engaged to me, and then we'll see about it."
"No, I don't think that would be fair. You make it seem as if being
engaged to a man doesn't mean anything."
"Patty! dearest! DON'T talk like that! It would mean all the world
to me. And I'm sure I could make you love me enough to want to marry
me, after awhile.
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