I made a mistake
yesterday.
BOBBY (not understating). A mistake? Yesterday?
MELISANDE. Yes. . . . You were quite right.
BOBBY. How do you mean? When?
MELISANDE. When you said that girls didn't know their own minds.
BOBBY. Oh! (With an awkward laugh) Yes. Well--er--I don't expect any
of us do, really, you know. I mean--er--that is to say----
MELISANDE. I'm sorry I said what I did say to you last night, Bobby. I
oughtn't to have said all those things.
BOBBY. I say, that's all right
MELISANDE. I didn't mean them. And--and Bobby--I _will_ marry you if
you like.
BOBBY (staggered). Sandy!
MELISANDE. And it was silly of me to mind your calling me Sandy, and
to say what I did about your clothes, and I _will_ marry you, Bobby.
And--and thank you for wanting it so much.
BOBBY. I say, Sandy. I say! I say----
MELISANDE (offering her cheek). You may kiss me if you like, Bobby.
BOBBY. I say! . . . Er--er--(he kisses her gingerly) thanks! . . . Er--I
say----
MELISANDE. What is it, Bobby?
BOBBY. I say, you know--(he tries again) I don't want you to--to feel
that--I mean, just because I asked you twice--I mean I don't want you
to feel that--well, I mean you mustn't do it just for _my_ sake,
Sandy.
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