"How did you know I'd be here?"

"Be there! Why, I assumed that you sat at your telephone every
evening, waiting to see if I would call you!"

"You little rascal! That's exactly what I have done, but I don't see
how you knew it. Are you still a captive princess?"

"Yes; they keep me on bread and water, and not very much of that."

"Couldn't I come and try to liberate you?"

"No, Sir Knight. Alas, you would but be captured yourself."

"But to be captured in such a cause, would be a glorious fate!"

"Oh, aren't you romantic! I really wish it were the Fifteenth
Century, and you could come on a dashing charger, and rescue me with
a rope ladder! I'm simply dying for an escapade!"

"All right; I'll be there in a few minutes!"

"No, no! it's just five centuries too late. Now, one can only meet
people in humdrum drawing-rooms."

"And do you think there's no romance left in the world?"

"_I_ can't find any." Naughty Patty put a most pathetic inflection
in her voice, which touched Mr. Cameron's heart.