LORD JOHN. Papa says yes . . suppose.
ANN. I'm very young . . not to speak of clothes. I must have lots of new
dresses.
LORD JOHN. Ask me for them.
ANN. Why do you want to marry me?
LORD JOHN. I love you.
ANN. It suddenly occurs to me that sounds unpleasant.
LORD JOHN. I love you.
ANN. Out of place.
LORD JOHN. I love you.
ANN. What if Papa were to die?
LORD JOHN. I want you.
ANN. I'm nothing . . I'm nobody . . I'm part of my family.
LORD JOHN. I want you.
ANN. Won't you please forget last night?
LORD JOHN. I want you. Look straight at me.
_She looks, and stays fascinated._