You won't have anything to do with me (why, I can't think), but I just give it put that I'm an admirer, and I hang on, hoping that you'll think better of it." He was good-natured about it, perfectly open apparently, and at the same time evidently so confident that his was the sensible view of the matter that Eliza could only repeat her prohibition less hopefully.
A little later she found that he had quelled a revolt against her authority that was simmering in the minds of the table-maids.

She went at once to the door that was decorated with the dentist's sign.
It was opened by Harkness in the bowing manner with which he was wont to open to patients.

When he saw Eliza's expression he straightened himself.
"I want to know what you've been saying to those girls downstairs about me." "Well now," said he, a little flustered, "nothing that you'd dislike to hear." "Do you think," she went on with calm severity, "that I can't manage my affairs without your help ?" "By no means." His emphasis implied that he readily perceived which answer would give least offence.

"Same time, if I can make your path more flowery--fail to see objections to such a course." "I don't want you to trouble yourself." "It wasn't the least mite of trouble," he assured her.

"Why, those girls downstairs, whenever I roll my eyes, they just fly to do the thing I want." "Do you think that is nice ?" asked Eliza.
"Lovely--so convenient!" "I do not like it." "It don't follow that whenever they roll their eyes, I do what they want.