“Leaving?” she squeaked, bemused, as Max opened her wardrobe. “You’re abducting me?” “Eloping. Eloping involves hurried packing. Abducting involves masked men and a burlap sack.”
“My dear girl, you don't consent to an abduction! You consent to an elopement, and I knew you wouldn't do that.”
“Now that you’ve abducted me, does this mean you’re going to strip me naked and probe me?”
“She read Dickens in the same spirit she would have eloped with him.”
“Just her luck to be abducted by kidnappers who could think.”
“It’s just lunch Sophie. I’m not going to force you to elope with me in a restaurant.”