"It would have been perfect!" she protested with a grin. "But yes, mean. And I don't think I could be mean to her, she's too cute." The dog in question was asleep in her basket somewhere in Demelza's bedroom at this present moment where the door was mercifully closed to prevent Marlowe from getting in.
She considered Theodore's question. "For any woman to refuse? I can't be sure. I'm not exactly like everyone else," she confessed. "But it worked on me, so you can take that as a good sign?"