"Why won't you?"
"Because I won't."
"Why not?"
"Because I haven't that feeling for you."
"Why not?" he insisted; and his hands clenched as he spoke.
"'Why not?'" she repeated. "Because I think you a cheerful and pleasant companion with whom to take things lightly, but in other respects your temperament is not in tune with mine."
"What do you know about my temperament?"
"I can see you."
"You are not a doctor."
"No, but I am a woman."