“Do you want to be a gentleman, to spite her or to gain her over?” Biddy quietly asked me, after a pause. “I don’t know,” I moodily answered. “Because, if it is to spite her,” Biddy pursued, “I should think — but you know best — that might be better and more independently done by caring nothing for her words. And if it is to gain her over, I should think — but you know best — she was not worth gaining over.”
