If I don't like a bunkie you can figure why I don't want a boss." She nodded stiffly, and at the unamiable gesture she saw him shrug his shoulders very slightly, his eyes wandered again as though he were seeking for a means to end the interview.
Marianne rose.
"I see your viewpoint, Mr.Perris," she said coldly.

"And I'm sorry you can't accept my offer." He came to his feet at the same moment, but still he lingered a moment, turning his hat thoughtfully so that she hoped, for an instant, that he was on the verge of reconsidering.

After all, she should have used more persuasion; she was firmly convinced that at heart men are very close to children.

Then his head went up and he shook away the mood which had come over him.
"Some time I'll come to it," he admitted.

"But not yet a while.