"Well, if I think I am, isn't it the same thing as—"
"Lord, no! not with love! Love is the most deceptive of the emotions—to people who haven't had much experience of its tricks."
"Have you?"
He met this frankly.
"No; nor you. That's why you can so easily take yourself in."
I grew cold and dignified.
"If you think I'm taking myself in when I say that I'm in love with Hugh Brokenshire—"
"That's certainly it."
Though I knew my cheeks were flaming a dahlia red, I forced myself to look him in the eyes.
"Then I'm afraid it would be useless to try to convince you—"