“I—I never thought of that,” he stammered, reddening. “Perhaps—perhaps it's because of American women.”
“Thank you,” said Margaret, with a little courtesy. “It's very nice of you to say that. I can begin to see now why so many American women marry Englishmen.”
The Englishman blushed still more, and Margaret said good-night.
It was quite evident the next day that Margaret had made an impression on our visitor, and that he was struggling with some new idea.
“Did you say, Mrs. Fairchild,” he asked my wife, “that Miss Debree is a teacher? It seems very odd.”
“No; I said she taught in one of our schools. I don't think she is exactly a teacher.”
“Not intending always to teach?”
“I don't suppose she has any definite intentions, but I never think of her as a teacher.”
“She's so bright, and—and interesting, don't you think? So American?”
“Yes; Miss Debree is one of the exceptions.”