"Why?"
"Because I am an excessively eligible young man—the sort of young man no one expected you to noose."
"You are a horrible young man—perfectly beastly!"
Yet I did not hate him, he was so frightfully exciting. I can't quite explain to myself what I felt about him. I could breakfast every morning in his company for a year and not know what I was eating once. I am quite sure of that.
"I am not going to let you go," he said suddenly. "I have made up my mind about that. You are a present from the devil to the worst side of my nature. There, aren't you thrilled? Doesn't your foolish female heart flip-flap?"
"No," I said stormily; "and I think you are talking like an idiot."
"Delightful creature! Now, listen here, young spitfire, I'm going to give you a good time——"
"I won't take it!"
"You'll lap it up as a kitten laps up milk—that's all girls are for."
"I am going back to explain to father and mother."