She was glad that he didn't think or presume that it was he who she wished would wrap her in his arms and hold her in the manner that a gentleman is not allowed to. Her eyes dipped from his face and she said, "I don't know what ta do, so I will think about it." Her mouth curled downward some more as she regarded him. Thankfully, she hadn't made him realize it was he who was holding the very end of the string that now entangled her heart.

"Could we go to the Garden, sir? I think some air might do me some good."