"Of course you know he's a terrible flirt.

Why he can't even leave the girls at the office alone." Quite unconsciously Helen adopted the immemorial formula.
"Burdon Woodward has always acted to me like a perfect gentleman," said she.
"Of course he has, dear.

If he hadn't, I know you wouldn't have gone out with him last night, for instance.

But he has such a reckless, headstrong way with him.

Suppose last night, instead of coming home, he had turned the car toward Boston or New York, what would you have done then ?" "Don't worry.