And, you know, she isn't the kind of girl to meet one half way.

I'm sorry you don't know her.
You'd be able to understand better .-- Then, you see, there's something a little awkward in her position and mine.

She's the intimate friend of--of the other one, you know; at least, I suppose she still is; of course we haven't said anything about that.

It makes misunderstandings very possible.

Suppose she thought I made friends with her in the hope of getting round to the other again?
You see how difficult it is to judge her behaviour--to come to any conclusion." "Yes, I see," Warburton let fall, musingly.
"And, even if I were sure of understanding _her_--there's myself.