"You might have told me this," said Miss Winder, proudly. "I should have accepted your opinion. I have sense enough not to insist on publishing what is not fit for publication. Why could you not have treated me like a reasonable being?"
"I wanted to," said Didcott, still on his knees. "I came here to do so, but couldn't. I didn't like to disappoint you. I hadn't the heart."
"It was your duty to do so."
"'GET UP, MR. DIDCOTT,' SHE SAID,
'YOU DO LOOK RIDICULOUS ON THE CARPET.'"
"'GET UP, MR. DIDCOTT,' SHE SAID, 'YOU DO LOOK RIDICULOUS ON THE CARPET.'"
"Ah, I am only a man, and you are a beautiful woman. I was weak."
"Oh," said the lady, and pondered. A pause intervened. "Get up, Mr. Didcott," she said at length. "You do look rather ridiculous on the carpet."