As for inducing her to change her mind, wooing her, cajoling her—I heard myself laughing at the idea.
There came a quick rap at the door. “Come in,” I cried; and she entered.
“I came to say good-bye to you,” she explained. “I'm just going out. What were you laughing at?”
“Oh, at an idea that occurred to me.”
“A funny one?”
“Yes.”
“Tell it me.”
“Well, it was something in connection with yourself. It might offend you.”
“It wouldn't trouble you much if it did, would it?”
“No, I don't suppose it would.”