"It＇s not only that," said Isabel; "but I＇m not sure I wish to marry any one."
"Very likely you don＇t. I＇ve no doubt a great many women begin that way," said his lordship, who, be it averred, did not in the least believe in the axiom he thus beguiled his anxiety by uttering. "But they＇re frequently persuaded."
"Ah, that＇s because they want to be!" And Isabel lightly laughed. Her suitor＇s countenance fell, and he looked at her for a while in silence. "I＇m afraid it＇s my being an Englishman that makes you hesitate," he said presently. "I know your uncle thinks you ought to marry in your own country."