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"
In
a
month
.
"
"
But
how
can
it
give
you
pleasure
to
speak
to
me
?
"
"
Can
you
ask
Miss
Everdene
—
knowing
as
you
do
—
what
my
offence
is
based
on
?
"
"
If
you
do
care
so
much
for
a
silly
trifle
of
that
kind
,
then
,
I
don
’
t
mind
doing
it
,
"
she
uncertainly
and
doubtingly
answered
.
"
But
you
can
’
t
really
care
for
a
word
from
me
?
you
only
say
so
—
I
think
you
only
say
so
.
"
"
That
’
s
unjust
—
but
I
won
’
t
repeat
the
remark
.
I
am
too
gratified
to
get
such
a
mark
of
your
friendship
at
any
price
to
cavil
at
the
tone
.
I
do
,
Miss
Everdene
,
care
for
it
.
You
may
think
a
man
foolish
to
want
a
mere
word
—
just
a
good
morning
.
Perhaps
he
is
—
I
don
’
t
know
.
But
you
have
never
been
a
man
looking
upon
a
woman
,
and
that
woman
yourself
.
"
"
Well
.
"
"
Then
you
know
nothing
of
what
such
an
experience
is
like
—
and
Heaven
forbid
that
you
ever
should
!
"
"
Nonsense
,
flatterer
!
What
is
it
like
?
I
am
interested
in
knowing
.
"
"
Put
shortly
,
it
is
not
being
able
to
think
,
hear
,
or
look
in
any
direction
except
one
without
wretchedness
,
nor
there
without
torture
.
"
