For this was eight o'clock in the evening, you know, and the moon being four days past the full, it was pitch dark.
"Well ?" says she.
"When we are married," says Sam, audaciously, "I suppose you will pine away to nothing." "Good gracious me!" she answered.

"Married?
Why surely we are well enough as we are." "Most excellently well, my darling," said Sam.

"I wish it could last for ever." "Oh, indeed!" said Alice, almost inaudibly though.
"Alice, my love," said Sam, "have you thought of one thing?
Have you thought that I must make a start in life for myself ?" No, she hadn't thought of that.

Didn't see why Baroona wasn't good enough for him.
"My dear!" he said.

"Baroona is a fine property, but it is not mine.