"Ah, you must never doubt that," said Isabel.
"Well then, I don＇t see what more you ask!"
"It＇s not what I ask; it＇s what I can give. I don＇t think I should suit you; I really don＇t think I should."
"You needn＇t worry about that. That＇s my affair. You needn＇t be a better royalist than the king."
"It＇s not only that," said Isabel; "but I＇m not sure I wish to marry any one."
"Very likely you don＇t. I＇ve no doubt a great many women begin that way," said his lordship, who, be it averred, did not in the least believe in the axiom he thus beguiled his anxiety by uttering. "But they＇re frequently persuaded."