Amelia.
Becauſe he would, perhaps, love me again.
Anhalt [warmly].
Who is there that would not?
Amelia.
Would you?
Anhalt.
I—I—me—I—I am out of the queſtion.
Amelia.
No; you are the very perſon to whom I have put the queſtion.
Anhalt.
What do you mean?
Amelia.
I am glad you don’t underſland me. I was afraid I had ſpoken too plain. [in confuſion].
Anhalt.
Underſtand you! As to that—I am not dull.
Amelia.
I know you are not—And as you have for a long time inſtructed me, why ſhould not I now begin to teach you?
Anhalt.
Teach me what?
Amelia.
Whatever I know, and you don’t.
Anhalt.
There are ſome things I had rather never know.
Amelia.
So you may remember I ſaid when you began to teach me mathematics. I ſaid I had rather not know it—Bat now I have learnt it gives me a great deal of pleaſure—and [heſitating] perhaps,
