"She never curled my hair; it always curled naturally! As for saying you are nothing to me, I was angry—then. I don't dislike you—in your proper place."
"Then will you marry me?"
"I will see."
"Oh, Cynthia ! "
"Don't touch me, please. We are not Hodge and Betsy. And let me warn you, if you want to make me angry—so angry that I will never speak to you again—try to kiss me, or something unpleasant of that sort."
"You would soon get accustomed to it. After all, it's the most usual and natural thing to do—when one's engaged."
"Then engage yourself to some one who is usual and natural, for I am neither."
"May I tell them we are engaged?"
"Tell them we are engaged! What are you talking about?"
"You have promised to marry me, and I shall run up to town and buy you a diamond and sapphire ring. Do you like sapphires?"
"They're not bad—when they're a good colour."
"They shall be the finest."
"I prefer one—very nice one—set in diamonds. And, Edward, I want more than anything—if you want to be charming—a diamond pin for my hair."
"If I may kiss your little finger, you shall have two."
"Do you think I can be bribed by diamonds? Besides, two pins would look vulgar; I only want one."