He said coldly and "squarely:" "This is a girl whom I have known only a fortnight or so; she lives over a second-hand bookshop; she is a teacher by profession; she knows none of the ways of society; she would doubtless be guilty of all kinds of queer things, if she were suddenly introduced to good people; probably, she would never learn our manners," with more to the same effect, which may be reasonably omitted.

Then his Conscience woke up, and said quite simply: "Arnold, you are a liar." Conscience does sometimes call hard names.

She is feminine, and therefore privileged to call hard names.

Else we would sometimes kick and belabor Conscience.

"Arnold, don't tell more lies.