You will find me capable of understanding you.

You once said to me, in a boat, that no two normal people of opposite sex can meet without experiencing more or less wholesome interest in one another.

Didn't you say that?
Very well, then; I now admit my normal interest in you--untinged by sentiment.

Don't disappoint me." He said whimsically: "I'm not intellectual; I don't know very much about anything except my profession." "Then talk to me about it.

Goodness! Don't I deserve it?
Is a girl to violate precept and instinct on an ill-considered impulse only to find the man in the case was not worth it?
And how do you know what else I violated--merely to be kind.