‘Of course I am!’ ‘I have forgotten,’ said Dora, still turning the button round and round, ‘what relation Agnes is to you, you dear bad boy.’

‘No blood-relation,’ I replied; ‘but we were brought up together, like brother and sister.’

‘I wonder why you ever fell in love with me?’ said Dora, beginning on another button of my coat.

‘Perhaps because I couldn’t see you, and not love you, Dora!’

‘Suppose you had never seen me at all,’ said Dora, going to another button.

‘Suppose we had never been born!’ said I, gaily.

I wondered what she was