She "flew up" and he rushed in tumultuously to make amends for his blunder and prevent her flying up.
"Mark, I do wish—"
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I really am most awfully sorry, Mabel. 'Oh, lord''s not really profanity. You know it's not. It's just my way—"
"I know that."
But he persevered. "As a matter of fact, it's clear connection of thought in this case. Bagshaw's a clergyman, and my mind flew instantly to celestial things."
She did not respond to this. "In any case, I really cannot see why you should object to Mr. Boom Bagshaw."
"I don't. I don't in the least."
"I've heard you say—often—that he's far and away the best preacher you've ever heard."
"He is. Absolutely."
"Well, then?"