But who could have thought that he would run so cunning, even when he knew my sentiments towards the lady?
I hope she told him her mind." "The point is, what did she tell you, Bickley ?" "Me?
Oh, she was perfectly charming! It really was a pleasure to be refused by her, she puts one so thoroughly at one's ease." (Here, remembering Bastin and his story, I turned away my face to hide a smile.) "She said--what did she say exactly?
Such a lot that it is difficult to remember.

Oh! that she was not thinking of marriage.

Also, that she had not yet recovered from some recent love affair which left her heart sore, since the time of her sleep did not count.

Also, that her father would never consent, and that the mere idea of such a thing would excite his animosity against all of us." "Is that all ?" I asked.
"Not quite.

She added that she felt wonderfully flattered and extremely honoured by what I had been so good as to say to her.