“Not much. I’d let the other fellow go to the convent. If I loved a woman, I wouldn’t let anything in the world stop me from winning her.”

“You have so much determination, haven’t you?” she said, looking at him.

Landry enlarged his shoulders a little and wagged his head.

“Well,” he said, “I don’t know, but I’d try pretty hard to get what I wanted, I guess.”

“I love to see that characteristic in men,” she observed. “Strength, determination.”

“Just as a man loves to see a woman womanly,” he answered. “Don’t you hate strong-minded women?”

“Utterly.”

“Now, you are what I would call womanly⁠—the womanliest woman I’ve ever known.”