"Later, when it clears a bit, I'll send out for one." "Thanks.

I'm afraid I'm giving you a lot of trouble." He did not hastily disclaim the idea as most men would have done.
"That can't be helped," he returned bluntly.
Magda felt herself colouring again.

This man was insufferable! "Evidently the role of knight-errant is new to you," she observed.
"Quite true.

I'm not in the habit of rescuing damsels in distress.

But how did you guess ?"--with interest.
"Because you do it with such a very bad grace," she flashed at him.
He smiled--and once more Magda was aware of the sense of familiarity even with that whimsical, crooked smile.
"I see," he replied composedly.