Nevertheless, Mr. Broune knew of himself that he was not a marrying man. He had made up his mind that marriage would not suit his business, and he smiled to himself as he reflected how impossible it was that such a one as Lady Carbury should turn him from his resolution.
"I am so glad that you have come to-night, Mr. Alf," Lady Carbury said to the high-minded editor of the "Evening Pulpit."
"Am I not always glad to come, Lady Carbury?"
"You are very good. But I feared,--"
"Feared what, Lady Carbury?"
"That you might perhaps have felt that I should be unwilling to welcome you after,--well, after the compliments of last Thursday."
"I never allow the two things to join themselves together. You see, Lady Carbury, I don't write all these things myself."

Nevertheless, Mr. Broune knew that he was not a marrying man. He had made up his mind that marriage would not suit his business, and Lady Carbury would not turn him from his resolution.
"I am so glad that you have come tonight, Mr. Alf," Lady Carbury said to the high-minded editor of the Evening Pulpit.
"Am I not always glad to come, Lady Carbury?"
"You are very good. But I feared that you might perhaps have felt that I should be unwilling to welcome you after - well, after the compliments of last Thursday."
"Lady Carbury, I don't write all these things myself."
