“I hope they'll both outwit you.”
Ryder laughed in spite of himself. This young woman certainly interested him more than any other he had ever known.
“I don't think I ever met anyone in my life quite like you,” he said.
“What's the objection to the girl?” demanded Shirley.
“Every objection. I don't want her in my family.”
“Anything against her character?”
To better conceal the keen interest she took in the personal turn the conversation had taken, Shirley pretended to be more busy than ever with the papers.
“Yes—that is no—not that I know of,” replied Ryder. “But because a woman has a good character, that doesn't necessarily make her a desirable match, does it?”
“It's a point in her favor, isn't it?”