"Because she's too good to admit! Don't you see," she went on, "how she accounts for him ?" Strether clearly, more and more, did see; yet it made him also see other things.

"But isn't what we want that he shall account for HER ?" "Well, he does.

What you have before you is his way.

You must forgive him if it isn't quite outspoken.

In Paris such debts are tacit." Strether could imagine; but still--! "Even when the woman's good ?" Again she laughed out.