She laughed, enjoying her power to tease.
"Oh, you want to know if I am going to be engaged to Harry or not?"
"You said 'not.'"
"No, I didn't. I simply said marrying him might—only 'might'—be another matter."
"Yes, yes," I agreed hurriedly, "but why?"
Muriel's answer was not one I should have dreamt of hearing from her.
Tilting her fair head, she smiled over her white shoulder and said:
"Oh, well! Because, after all, he isn't a gentleman, is he?"
This remark was a shock to me.
Harry Markham—"not a gentleman—" To hear Muriel say it!