not clever enough to argue with you. But that kind of thing is rather—vulgar, isn't it?\" she suggested, relieved to have hit on a word that would assuredly extinguish the whole subject.
\"Are you so much afraid, then, of being vulgar?\"
She was evidently staggered by this. \"Of course I should hate it—so would you,\" she rejoined, a trifle irritably.
He stood silent, beating his stick nervously against his boot-top; and feeling
not clever enough to argue with you. But that kind of thing is rather—vulgar, isn't it?\" she suggested, relieved to have hit on a word that would assuredly extinguish the whole subject.
\"Are you so much afraid, then, of being vulgar?\"
She was evidently staggered by this. \"Of course I should hate it—so would you,\" she rejoined, a trifle irritably.
He stood silent, beating his stick nervously against his boot-top; and feeling
