"But with your wonderful impressions you'll have got a great deal." "A great deal"-- he agreed.

"But nothing like YOU.

It's you who would make me wrong!" Honest and fine, she couldn't greatly pretend she didn't see it.

Still she could pretend just a little.

"But why should you be so dreadfully right ?" "That's the way that--if I must go--you yourself would be the first to want me.