At the same time he did not intend to be untruthful.

His answer was this: "My mother," he said, "is not like most women of her age.

She believes in love." "In all love, quite indiscriminately ?" He hesitated an instant.
"I put it wrong," he answered.

"I meant that she believes in the importance of real love." "And has she a spell by which she tells real love ?" "She believes mine to be real." "Oh, yours! Very likely.

Perhaps it's maternal vanity on my part, Mr.
Wayne, but I must own I can imagine a man's contriving to love my daughter, so gentle, so intelligent, and so extraordinarily lovely to look at.