"He thinks me good-looking. That's why he married me."
She longed to find out if it were so.
"Walter," said she, "I want to ask you a question."
"Well—if it's an easy one."
"It isn't—very. What made you want to marry me?"
He paused a moment, searching for the truth.
"Your goodness."
"Is that really true?"
"To the best of my belief, madam, it is."
"But there are so many other women better than me."