“I’ve never supposed I should marry a foreigner,” said Lady Barb.
“Do you call me a foreigner?”
“I think your ideas are very different and your country different. You’ve told me so yourself.”
“I should like to show it to you. I would make you like it.”
“I’m not sure what you’d make me do,” she went on very honestly.
“Nothing you don’t want.”
“I’m sure you’d try,” she smiled as for more accommodation.
“Well,” said Jackson Lemon, “I’m after all trying now.”
To this she returned that she must go to her mother, and he was obliged to lead her out of the place. Lady Canterville was not immediately found, so that he had time to keep it up a little as they went. “Now that I’ve spoken I’m very happy.”