"You know I love you, Walter; therefore you should also know that it I avoid you in public I have some good reason for doing so." "A reason!" he cried.

"What reason?
Tell me." She shook her head.

"That is my own affair," she responded.

"I repeat again that my affection for you is undiminished, if such repetition really pleases you, as it seems to do." "Of course it pleases me, dearest," he declared.

"No words are sweeter to my ears than the declaration of your love.