He let her go at once. He had not played his little game so long without learning its fine points. There were times to woo a woman with a strong arm, and there were other times that required other methods.
“Right-o,” he said, “I'm sorry. I've been thinking about you so much that I daresay I have got farther in our friendship than I should. Do you know that you haven't been out of my mind since that ride we had together?”
“Really? Would you like some tea?”
“Thanks, yes. Do you dislike my telling you that?”
She rang the bell, and then stood Lacing him.
“I don't mind, no. But I am trying very hard to forget that ride, and I don't want to talk about it.”
“When a beautiful thing comes into a man's life he likes to remember it.”
“How can you call it beautiful?”
“Isn't it rather fine when two people, a man and a woman, suddenly find a tremendous attraction that draws them together, in spite of the fact that everything else is conspiring to keep them apart?”
“I don't know,” she said uncertainly. “It just seemed all wrong, somehow.”