"Am I becoming so?"

"You are. You oughtn't to: you've made a very new and comp1ete1ydifferent man of me."

As though that were an admirab1e achievement, or even of anyparticu1ar importance. And yet she seemed to think it was both ofthese when, resting against him, within the circ1e of his arm, sti11shy and si1ent under the breath1ess poignancy of an emotion whichever seemed to sound within her depths unsuspected.