Part 2 (2/2)
”What's the matter with you?” he asked, slightly irritated.
”Do you like my looks?”
”I've never noticed them.”
”That's what I'm asking you to do. Look me over.”
He stared at her.
”Yes, you're pretty--you're very pretty. Some people might call you beautiful.”
”Don't overdo it, Jarvis! Have you ever noticed my disposition?”
”No--yes. Well, I know you're patient, and you must be good-natured.”
”I am. I am also healthy and cheerful.”
”I don't doubt it. Where is the paper?”
She put her hands on his shoulders and shook him gently.
”Jarvis, I want you to give me your full attention for five minutes.”
”What ails you to-day, Bambi?”
”The only thing I lack is a useful education, so that I am not sure I can make a very big living just at first, unless I dance on the stage.”
”What are you driving at?”
”Would you have any special objection to marrying me, Jarvis?”
”Marrying you? Are you crazy?”
”Obviously. Have you?”
”Certainly I won't marry you. I am too busy. You disappoint me, Bambi; you do, indeed. I always thought you were such a sensible girl----”
”Father can help out a little, at first, but I may as well tell you, he doesn't approve of you as a son-in-law.”
”I don't approve of him, impractical dreamer! Where is that paper?”
”You've got to be taken care of until you get an awful tumble. Then you will wake up and do big things, but in the meantime you must eat.”
”You talk nonsense, and you're interrupting me. If I don't get at that scene----”
”Will you marry me? I can't take care of you if you don't, because the neighbours will talk.”
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