I--I don't much like men--as a rule." "You manage to conceal that fact very successfully," he said.
She laughed again rather piteously.

"You don't know me," she whispered.
"I'm not--like that--all through." "I hope not," said Merryon, severely.
She turned her face slightly upwards and snuggled it into his neck.

"You used not to mind," she said.
He held her close in his arms the while he steeled himself against her.
"Well, I mind now," he said.

"And I will have no more of it.

Is that clearly understood ?" She assented dubiously, her lips softly kissing his neck.