““You've been playing on my sympathies as though they were harp strings. You-' 'What do you expect me to do?' he cut in. 'Play fair? With a woman who makes up her own rules as she goes along?' 'I expect you to take no for an answer!' He rose. 'I should like to know what you're afraid of.' 'Afraid?' Her voice climbed. 'Afraid? Of you?' 'The only reason I can think of for your rejecting an opportunity to run the world as you see fit is fear that you can't manage the man offering the opportunity.””
