The things we do!

"How strange a thing is man! That is the first
argument he makes to a woman, the first promise he makes. Yet at
once he forgets the argument and forgets the promise. What you
desire is to be not my servant, but my master, I should say. You
fancy you are my master? Well, then, the situation seems to me not
without its amusing features. I am a prisoner, I am set free. I
am sought to be again put in durance, under duress, by a man who
claims to be my humble servitor--who also claims to be a gentleman!
It is most noble of you! I do not, however, comprehend."
The dull flush on his face showed at least no weakening on his own
part. "Come now!" he exclaimed impatiently, "let us arrive at the
issue."
"And what honorable enterprise is it which you propose?"
"To make it short, Madam, I propose to take you home with me. Now
you have heard it." He spoke in a desperate, icy calm.
[Illustration: I propose to take you home with me.]
"You flatter me! But how, if I may ask, do you intend to
accomplish all that?"
"I have not thought so far along.


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