"Haven't you practically just thanked God you are not like other men?"
"What have I done to deserve this, Thusis? I'm trying to be patient——"
"You don't need to be. Heaven deliver me from a patient man!"
Then I blew up: "You listen to me, you little idiot," I said in a low, enraged tone; "I'm in love with you and you can't help it whatever you choose to do about it. You came here as a servant and I fell in love with you as a servant. You are probably something else—God knows what—and I'm more in love than ever with God-knows-what! I don't care what you are, servant, bourgeoise, actress, princess, or demi-mondaine——"
"What!"
"I tell you I wouldn't care. I love you. I want to marry you——"
"Marry me if I were—a demi——"
"Yes!" I said violently; "yes! yes! yes! It's too late to have whatever you are make any difference to me. I'm an O'Ryan and I love only once."
"Do you suppose I'm flattered by what you've just shouted at me? You'd marry me—or you'd do the same for a demi——"
"Confound it!" I exclaimed, "it's you, whatever you are! Can't you understand——"