"Then do you mean to say you want to stay in and see Lord Wrexham?"
Isabel nodded.
"Confound him!" said Paul savagely.
"There! you are human after all," cried Isabel triumphantly.
"I always said I was. It was you that stated the opposite, if you remember. There is no doubt that the point is now proved beyond dispute, but it is my statement that you have supported, not your own."
"I think jealousy is a disgusting fault," said Isabel.
"I think so too, but that doesn't cure it. At any rate you will admit that it is extremely human."
Isabel shook her head sorrowfully, though she was really enjoying herself immensely. "It is very wrong and horrid and so like a man. I believe the reason why Paradise was Paradise to Adam was because he was the only man on the ground."
"Very probably; and the old Adam is so strong in me—in spite of your remarks to the contrary—that I mean to be the only man on the ground, too."
"You've got a horrid temper, Paul; you are like the man who always quarrelled with people till they liked him. You will never make anybody do what you want, if you go on in that way."