"To please Mr. Rosier, perhaps."
"No, to please me."
"Me too a little, I think," said Isabel.
"Yes, she has a great opinion of you. But she'll do what I like."
"If you're sure of that, it's very well," she went on.
"Meantime," said Osmond, "I should like our distinguished visitor to speak."
"He has spoken—to me. He has told me it would be a great pleasure to him to believe she could care for him."
Osmond turned his head quickly, but at first he said nothing. Then, "Why didn't you tell me that?" he asked sharply.
