“No; what dowry should she have? But she’s a good girl.”
The idea came to me to put to him the question which always interests me when I come in contact with good young people of our day.
“Tell me,” said I, “and forgive my asking—but please tell the truth: either do not answer at all, or tell the whole truth. …”
He looked at me quietly and attentively.
“Why should I not tell you?”
“Have you ever sinned with a woman?”
Without a moment’s hesitation, he replied simply:
“God preserve me! There’s been nothing of the sort!”
“That’s good, very good!” said I. “I am glad for you.”
There was nothing more to say just then.