“I am glad to hear you say so.”
“Why?”
“Because it gives me hope.”
“Hope?”
“Pwecisely; hope and confidence, for, to say the truth, as a rule I do not posses much of the latter.”
“Are you wanting in confidence then?” cried the lovely Arabella, with a wicked smile. “That is most unfortunate.”
“Yes, I admit it is a misfortune. I know a lot of fellows who have the audacity of a highwayman’s horse. Sometimes I wish I had my share of the same.”
“I don’t like men who are of too demonstrative or of too pronounced a character.”
“No more do I,” returned her admirer, “but still, you know, a fellow can’t get on in the world who is too retiring.”
“No, certainly not. It is the happy medium which is most to be desired. But what is so engaging your attention just now, my lord.”