"Never mind that. You did it."
"Miss Harden, is it possible that you still believe in me?" The question was wrung from him; for her belief in him remained incredible.
"Why should it not be possible?"
"Any man of business would tell you that appearances are against me."
"Well, I don't believe in appearances; and I do believe in you. You are not a man of business, you see."
"Thank goodness, I'm not, now."
"You never were, I think."
"No. And yet, I'm so horribly mixed up with this business, that I can never think of myself as an honest man again."
She seemed to be considering whether this outburst was genuine or only part of his sublime pretence.
"And I could never think of you as anything else. I should say, from all I have seen of you, that you are if anything too honest, too painfully sincere."