"I agree," she said firmly.
"You see, in my own way, I am an honest man. You are a most beautiful woman. But, since you are earning your living, it follows that you have no money. Therefore I must say to you that while I might adore and worship you and while I might think you a goddess that no man could possibly resist – marriage between us is impossible."
She turned glassy eyes on him.
"I beg your pardon?"
"I sympathise with your disappointment, but is it not better for me to be frank?"
Rona's lips twitched. She was beginning to like him.
"I can't say I wasn't warned, can I?" she said.
"That is my object."
"So I would suppose. I would imagine, sir, that your life has been full of ladies complaining that they weren't warned in time."
"You are right," he said gravely. "It is better
