“I don’t know. I’ve had no instruction on the subject.”
“Pshaw! It’s a poor kind of man that needs instruction!”
“I daresay.”
“Tell me, and maybe I can instruct you.”
“How can you tell the untellable?”
“Well, for instance, do you like to be with her?”
Stonor affected to study the matter. “No,” he said.
She gave him so comical a look of rebuke that he laughed outright. “I mean I’m uncomfortable whether I’m with her or away from her,” he explained.
“There may be something in that,” she admitted. “Have you ever told her?”