She felt nothing unusual in this hidden change of dress, but to him the touch of intimacy aroused more than his curiosity.
When they descended to the closed car, gaily brushing the snowflakes from each other, a little moved by all that had passed, feeling, too, the obliterating unrealities of dark streets and lights glistening amid the obscurity, he said:
"Dodo, I wish it could be!"
"It can, it can!" she answered impulsively, excited at his approach to consent.
"The world's too big for us!"
"Some men would have the courage!"
"The trouble is, I am born under a curse," he said moodily. "I'm limited—a gentleman: that's the best and the worst of me!"
"A gentleman!" she repeated scornfully. "Yes, that's the whole of it! That's why you're afraid of everything—why you'll never, never dare!"
"That's true, Dodo!"
"And what is a gentleman?" she asked angrily.