That cries out against my letting slip a harmless oath--again, like every other man that lives and breathes.

Every man, that is, who _is_ a man, a real man, not a dummy! If you've been mistaken in me, how much more have I, in you! And so--" "And so," she took the very words from his pale lips, "we've both been mistaken, that's all.

No, no," she forbade him with raised hand, as he would have interrupted with protests.

"No, you needn't try to convince me otherwise, now.

A thousand volumes of speeches, after this, couldn't do it.