"I told you just now I＇m very fond of knowledge," Isabel answered.
"Yes, of happy knowledge—of pleasant knowledge.But you haven＇t suffered, and you＇re not made to suffer. I hope you＇ll never see the ghost!"
She had listened to him attentively, with a smile on her lips, but with a certain gravity in her eyes.Charming as he found her, she had struck him as rather presumptuous—indeed it was a part of her charm; and he wondered what she would say. "I＇m not afraid, you know," she said: which seemed quite presumptuous enough.
