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 each other's hands, as if we never had to let go and could go on forever singing in our hearts the same childish songs.

. We might sing if you like.

. Yes, yes! Do! What shall we sing?

. Whatever has least sense in it.

. How now? What is this? Will you never learn sense? This is no way to get married.

. I don't want to get married.

. Neither do I.

. Oh, I do! I do!

. Why do you want to get married?

. So that I may wear beautiful clothes and jewels, and have golden carriages with white horses, and plumes of birds of paradise.

. How foolish! Suppose you should have a bad husband?

. Suppose you had lots of children and didn't have time to wear clothes?

. I should hire governesses for the children. And I should buy my husband a carriage—one of those that goes by itself—so that he might run off and amuse himself.