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Cashel Byron's Profession by George Bernard Shaw
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"You might be serious with me," he said, rising in ill-humor, and
walking a little way down the room.

"I think the offer of a man's hand ought to be received with
respect."

"Oh! I did not quite understand. I thought we agreed that you are
not to make me that offer every time we meet."

"It was equally understood that the subject was only deferred until
I should be in a position to resume it without binding you to a long
engagement. That time has come now; and I expect a favorable answer
at last. I am entitled to one, considering how patiently I have
waited for it."

"For my part, Wallace, I must say I do not think it wise for you to
think of marrying with only three hundred and fifty pounds a year."

"With a house: remember that; and coals and gas! You are becoming
very prudent, now that you live with Miss Whatshername here. I fear
you no longer love me, Alice."

"I never said I loved you at any time."

"Pshaw! You never said so, perhaps; but you always gave me to
understand that--"

"I did nothing of the sort, Wallace; and I won't have you say so."

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