"The ordinary person wouldn't. There are no words to express some things."
"I'm glad of it; I don't want the things I feel the most cheapened by words."
"Something in that," he agreed. "Words are poor things when one really feels. Providence seems to have arranged that we should be more or less tongue-tied when we feel the most."
"Is that the case?"
"I think so—with men, at any rate. It's especially so with most of us in affairs of love and death."
"But some men make love very well, you know," she smiled.
"I defer to your experience," he laughed back.
"Oh, my experience!" She made a wry face. "And what do you know of my experience?"
"Less than nothing. But from some slight observation of my fellow men I am aware that a very pretty and wealthy girl is in a position to collect experience of that kind faster than she can catalogue it."
"Perhaps she doesn't want to do either."