'Don't you think a reasonable inference is that--I love you?'
She laughed.
'You know I love you,' he persisted.
'Oh, the conventions of the game! the necesary formula, like "Dear" at
the beginning of a letter!' she cried.
'You don't believe me?'
'_Qui m'aime me suive_,' she said, spurring Bézigue into a rapid trot.