"So I imagine. I'm not sure that I'm not too. Have I any chance against Bob Broadley?"
She did not seem to take him seriously.
"They wouldn't look at Mr Broadley." (She was pleasantly punctilious about all titles and courteous methods of reference or address.) "Janie Iver's a great heiress."
"And what about me?" he insisted, as he lit his pipe and sat down opposite her.
"You mean it, Harry?"
"There's no reason why I shouldn't marry, is there?"
"Why, you must marry, of course. But——"
"We can do the blue blood business enough for both."
"Yes, I didn't mean that."
"You mean—am I at all in love with her?"