"How should I see?
What do I know of your hand ?" He looked at her hard.

"You HAVE seen it." "Oh--so little!" she replied with a faint smile.
"Do you mean I've not written to you for so long?
Surely I did in--when was it ?" "Yes, when?
But why SHOULD you ?" she asked in quite a different tone.
He was not prepared on this with the right statement, and what he did after a moment bring out had for the occasion a little the sound of the wrong.

"The beauty of YOU is that you're too good; which for me is but another way of saying you're too clever.

You make no demands.

You let things go.