"I have very few. I like my own way; but it is always a good way. My opinions are rather decided ones; but would you like an undecided man? I do not enjoy general society, but I am extremely fond of the particular. I think that is all."
"And your obstinacy?"
"Only firmness."
"You are narrow, prejudiced; you do not believe in progress of any kind. You would keep women down with an iron hand."
"A velvet one."
The custodian now took the other shoe.
"He will certainly stretch them with that broad palm of his," said Ford. "But perhaps it is as well; you have a habit of wearing shoes that are too small. What ridiculous little affairs those are! Will twelve pairs a year content you?"
A flush rose in her cheeks; she made no reply.
"It will be very hard for you to give up your independence, your control of things," he said.
But she turned towards him with a very sweet expression in her eyes. "You will do it all for me," she answered.