You seem so sleepy.

I know that I must have looked just like you when that old political gentleman took me in to dinner, and I made an exhibition of myself." "What was that ?" asked Morris.
So she told him the story of her unlawful slumbers, and so amusingly that he burst out laughing and remained in an excellent mood for the rest of the feast, or at any rate until the ladies had departed.

After this event once more he became somewhat silent and distant.
It was not wonderful.

To most men, except the very experienced, proposals are terrifying ordeals, and Morris had made up his mind, if he could find a chance, to propose to Mary that night.

The thing was to be done, so the sooner he did it the better.
Then it would be over, one way or the other.