He repeated in a few words what he had said, and in a great many what she had answered.

Mrs.Tristram listened with extreme interest.
"But after all," said Newman, "there is nothing to congratulate me upon.
It is not a triumph." "I beg your pardon," said Mrs.Tristram; "it is a great triumph.

It is a great triumph that she did not silence you at the first word, and request you never to speak to her again." "I don't see that," observed Newman.
"Of course you don't; Heaven forbid you should! When I told you to go on your own way and do what came into your head, I had no idea you would go over the ground so fast.

I never dreamed you would offer yourself after five or six morning-calls.

As yet, what had you done to make her like you?
You had simply sat--not very straight--and stared at her.