"Men usually do, don't they ?" He laughed gaily.
"I surely would if I knew the girl," he asserted.
"That's a refreshing suggestion," she said, echoing his laugh, though from a different impulse.

"I presume, then, that you entertain thoughts of matrimony merely because you think you are quite old enough." "No, it isn't just that," he returned, still thoughtfully.

"Somehow or other I feel that way about it; that's all.

I have never had time to think of it before, but this past year I have had a sort of sense of lonesomeness; and I guess that must be it." In spite of herself Miss Josephine giggled and repressed it, and giggled again and repressed it, and giggled again, and then she let herself go and laughed as heartily as she pleased.

She had heard men say before, but always with more or less of a languishing air, inevitably ridiculous in a man, that they thought it about time they were getting married; but she could not remember anything to compare with Sam Turner's naivete in the statement.
He paid no attention to the laughter, for he had suddenly leaned forward to the chauffeur.
"There is another clump of walnut trees," he said, eagerly pointing them out.