She felt too timid to say what she would really like, too ashamed perhaps to say what she usually had for her lunch.

The best course was to let him choose.

"I'll have whatever you do," she said agreeably.
He gave the order, a meal for which she could never have afforded to pay.

Then he turned back with a humorous smile to her.
"The objection, the difficulty's overcome, then," he said.
Sally allowed herself to smile, eyes in a swift moment raised to his.
"I never said so." "No, no; but surely this is tacit admission.

However, the point is not the saying of it." He saw the look of doubtfulness beginning to show itself in her eyes.