MR. RICHARDS: "Well, so is this."

MISS GALBRAITH: "Of which you ought to be ashamed to take advantage.
I wonder at your presumption in speaking to me at all. It's quite
idle, I can assure you. Everything is at an end between us. It
seems that I bore with you too long; but I'm thankful that I had the
spirit to not at last, and to act in time. And now that chance has
thrown us together, I trust that you will not force your conversation
upon me. No gentleman would, and I have always given you credit for
thinking yourself a gentleman. I request that you will not speak to
me."

MR. RICHARDS: "You've spoken ten words to me for every one of mine
to you. But I won't annoy you. I can't believe it, Lucy; I can NOT
believe it. It seems like some rascally dream, and if I had had any
sleep since it happened, I should think I--"

MISS GALBRAITH: "Oh! You were sleeping soundly enough when I got
into the car!"

MR. RICHARDS: "I own it; I was perfectly used up, and I HAD dropped
off."

MISS GALBRAITH, scornfully: "Then perhaps you HAVE dreamed it."

MR. RICHARDS: "I'll think so till you tell me again that our
engagement is broken; that the faithful love of years is to go for
nothing; that you dismiss me with cruel insult, without one word of
explanation, without a word of intelligible accusation, even. It's