“No. Marriage is important, too, though. Love is.”
“Look at it the other way. Suppose, just suppose, I married Kit.”
“Has he asked you?”
“No. He hasn’t.”
Chuck felt relieved—then alarmed. “Just what, then, has he asked for, all the time you’ve been spending with him?”
Lenore smiled a little. “That? He asked that immediately.”
He straightened. “The no-good, God-damned—”
“You stop, dope! Kit’s the kind of person who always asks that right off, of any girl. It’s just like manners with him. If she says ‘No,’ he accepts it.”
“I’ll bet!”
“I’m trying to tell you. You want to try to see how I feel? Or shall we go home?”