 You're wrong about me. Wrong? In what way? I write very bad novels. Don't be so ridiculous. And you know I do because you're an intelligent person. I don't know anything of the sort. Tell me why you're being so nice to me. Because I want to be. Why? You're a very clever and amusing man. Oh, splendid. And I think I've rather lost my heart to you. Shall we elope? David. There now, you've called me David. Do you mind? Not at all. I'm not sure that you're being very kind. What makes you think that?