A man likes to be thought a little mysterious.

No doubt Claudia knew that.
"I don't think you know what I am going to do now." "What ?" "I'm going to ask you if you know why Father Stafford--" "Oh, please excuse me, Mr.Lane.I can't speculate on your friend's motives.

I don't profess to understand him." This might be indifference; it sounded to Eugene very like pique.
"I thought you might know." "Mr.Lane," said Claudia, "either you mean something or you don't.

If the one, you're taking a liberty, and one entirely without excuse; if the other, you are simply tedious." "I beg your pardon," said Eugene stiffly.
Claudia gave a little laugh.
"Why do you make me be so aggressive?
I don't want to be.

Was I awfully severe ?" "Yes, rather." "I meant it, you know.