"I think that is the general view," said Dolly.
"It is not yours?"
"I never thought much about it. But I think people ought always and everywhere to be true.—That is nothing to kiss my hand for," Dolly added with the pretty flush which was coming and going so often this afternoon.
"You will let me judge of that."
"I didn't think you were that sort of person."
"What sort of person?"
"One of those that kiss hands."
"Shall I choose something else to kiss, next time?"
But Dolly looked so frightened that Mr. Shubrick, laughing, went back to his story.
"We were at Sorrento," he said. "You can suppose my state of mind. I thought at least I would take disapprobation piecemeal, and I asked Christina to go out on the bay with me. You have been on the bay of Sorrento about sun-setting?"