“All I come to?”
“All I have to say.”
“That's very little. Now, I'll begin on you. You don't care what people think or feel.”
“Oh, yes, I do. I care too much.”
“Do you care what I think?”
“Yes.”
“Then I think you're too unsuspicious.”
“Ought I to suspect somebody?” she asked, lightly.
“Oh, that's the way with all your sex. One asks you to be suspicious, and you ask whom you shall suspect. You can do nothing in the abstract. I should like to be suspicious for you. Will you let me?”
“Oh, yes, if you like to be.”