You are honest.

You have never told me you loved me." She waited, saying to herself that he had never given her time, that he had never asked her! And that, in truth, she did not know! I am inclined to believe that she did not.

As abundance of experience is not precisely her lot in life, a woman is seldom an expert in matters of sentiment.

It is the man who can and generally does "see himself" pretty well inside and out.

Women's self-possession is an outward thing; inwardly they flutter, perhaps because they are, or they feel themselves to be, engaged.