"Have you seen much of it, Mr. Hemstead?"
"I cannot say that I have. I have read and thought about it far more than I have seen. On account of my limited means and student life, my excursions have been few and far between. I have already proved to you what an awkward stranger I am to society. But in thought and fancy I have been a great rambler, and like to picture to myself all kinds of scenes, past and present, and to analyze all kinds of character."
"I hope you won't analyze mine," she said, looking at him rather distrustfully. "I should not like to be dissected before I was dead."
"I wish all were as able to endure analysis as yourself, Miss Marsden. In any case, you have no reason to fear a severe critic in me."
"Why not?"
"Because you have been so lenient towards me. I have received more kindness from you, a stranger, than from my own kindred."
"You are very grateful."
"Shakespeare declares ingratitude a 'marble-hearted fiend.'"
"You evidently are not 'marble-hearted.'"
"Though possibly a fiend. Thank you."