There's nothing remarkable in my saying so, is there? I'm sure the fact is evident enough. Miss Everdene, my opinion may be too forcibly let out to please you, and, for the matter of that, too insignificant to convince you, but surely it is honest, and why can't it be excused?"
"Because it—it isn't a correct one," she femininely murmured.
"Oh, fie—fie! Am I any worse for breaking the third of that Terrible Ten than you for breaking the ninth?"
"Well, it doesn't seem quite true to me that I am fascinating," she replied evasively.
"Not so to you: then I say with all respect that, if so, it is owing to your modesty, Miss Everdene. But surely you must have been told by everybody of what everybody notices? and you should take their words for it."
"They don't say so exactly."
"Oh yes, they must!"
"Well, I mean to my face, as you do," she went on, allowing herself to be further lured into a conversation that intention had rigorously forbidden.
"But you know they think so?"
"No—that is—I certainly have heard Liddy say they do, but..." She paused.
Capitulation—that was the purport of the simple reply, guarded as it was—capitulation, unknown
