“I think she’s very pretty, but that doesn’t necessarily mean I want to marry her.”
“Then you don’t like her?”
“I like her only as a friend.”
“Shall I tell her that?”
Jack thought for a moment. He had suddenly become rather suspicious of women-folk.
“It might hurt her feelings,” he said.
“If you don’t speak the truth, she will think you mean to marry her.”
“Then, tell her I don’t mean to do anything of the sort.”
Amiria laughed softly to herself. “That leaves two,” she said.
“Leaves two? What do you mean?”