"Go where, Diana?"
"Back to the lonely places—"
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing!" she answered, shaking her head. "You wouldn't never understand. But I'll go along wi' you to Tonbridge."
"Very well!" said I. "And on the way, if you'll allow me, I'll teach you to speak more correctly and to behave with a—a little more—feminine restraint—"
"Oh—and why should I?" she demanded, cheeks flushed and proud head aloft.
"Because," I answered, struck anew by her beauty, "though you look like a goddess you speak and act like a—like—"
"A what? And—be careful!" she warned.
"I don't know."
"Come, speak out!"