"Yes."
"And now I'm to give my answer on Sunday."
"You seem quite upset about it," she said, without sarcasm.
"Of course it seems a small matter. People would laugh at me, I know, for worrying. But what I feel is that if I go with Mrs. Shiffney, or go to Max Elliot's parties, I shall very soon be drawn into a life quite different from the one I have always led. And I do think it matters very much to—to some people just how they live, whom they know well, and so on. Men say, of course, that a man ought to face the rough and tumble of life. And some women say a man ought to welcome every experience. I wonder what the truth is?"
Still with her eyes on him, Mrs. Mansfield said:
"Follow your instinct."
"Can't one have conflicting instincts?"
"Oh, no!"
"Then one's instinct may not be strong enough to make itself known."
"I doubt that."