"Well, yes, to-day, for instance; you have urged her so to drive."
"I don't think I will do it to-day; it 's too soon."
His gravity was natural enough, I suppose; but it had suddenly become so intense that the effect was comical, and I could not help laughing. "Very good; whenever you please."
"Don't you think it 's too soon?" he asked.
"Ah, I know nothing about it."
"I have seen her alone only four or five times."
"You must go on as you think best," I said.
"It 's hard to tell. My position is very difficult." And then he began to smile again. He is certainly very odd.
It is my fault, I suppose, that I am too impatient of what I don't understand; and I don't understand this odd mixture of the perfunctory and the passionate, or the singular alternation of Mr. Frank's confessions and reserves. "I can't enter into your position," I said; "I can't advise you or help you in any way." Even to myself my voice sounded a little hard as I spoke, and he was evidently discomposed by it.
He blushed as usual, and fell to putting on his gloves. "I think a great deal of your opinion, and for several days I have wanted to ask you."
"Yes, I have seen that."
"How have you seen it?"
"By the way you have looked at me."
He hesitated a moment. "Yes, I have looked at
