She mayn't always like _him_, but she always likes him to be admiring of her." However true this philosophy of the inner secrets of the heart might be, Eliza did not admit it for a moment.

She denounced his behaviour, but it was clear, as the saying is, that she was speaking over the head of her audience.

The youth evidently received it as a new idea that, when he had spoken only in her praise, she could seriously object.
"Why now," he burst forth, "if any young lady took to admiring me, thinking a heap of me and talking about me to her friends, d'ye think I'd be cut up?
I'd be pleased to that extent I'd go about on the broad grin.

I mightn't want to marry just yet; and when I did, I mightn't _possibly_ take up with her; but I can tell you, as soon as I was disposed to marry, I'd have a soft side towards her; I'd certainly think it right to give her the first chance in considering who I'd have.

And that's all I ask of you, Miss White.