“I know,” said Felix, “she’s always been afraid of love.... So have I, for that matter.”
“That’s why she chose you.”
“Yes.”
“Well, there you are. I’m afraid this doesn’t help the situation any.” Mr. Prentiss moved away, puffing his cigar.
“So you think it’s no use?”
“The question is,” said Rose-Ann’s father, “can you tame her?”
Tame her! Felix remembered suddenly the conversation he had had with Rose-Ann at their restaurant rendezvous....
Rose-Ann’s father sighed. “I’ve never tried....”
“Neither have I,” said Felix. “It might be worth while!”
Rose-Ann’s father looked at him quizzically, and for the first time Felix felt in his kindly smile the cynical quality which Rose-Ann had referred to more than once.