If you have not had ze pleasure of seeing me, Mr.Percivail, you do not either covet me or despise me.

That is fine.
It is good to know that you do not despise me." Observing the expression in his eyes, she went on calmly.

"Oh, yes, I shall be very much please to have you covet me.

Zat--that is all right.

But if you despise me,--no, no, zat would be terrible." For a moment he was dashed.