"And you think you would find it with me?"
"With any lady in your world—you can learn things wherever you go, if you wish to."
"Very true. And how about French—you speak that?"
Katherine Bush reddened a little. A memory came to her of the profound shock that the French of Paris had been to her ear.
"I can write it quite correctly—but I have discovered that my pronunciation is ridiculous." She confessed it quite frankly.
"How did that happen?"
"I taught it to myself—mostly—and then I heard it spoken—and I knew mine would sound wrong."
"Do you think you could overcome that?"
"Yes, if I were in France long enough."