don't behave I think I shall make you marry me after all!
His grin was sickly, as he muttered, I don't believe I should mind that.
Wilhelmina fairly shouted with laughter.
Really, Ambrose, she cried, you're gorgeous, simply gorgeous! You haven't any sense of humour at all, not a bit, not as much as would fit into an atom.
Ambrose felt very uncomfortable.
