Had she known his next questions, she could have answered every one -- though she wished even still that she'd never learned those answers. Not the way she had.
"Oh," she said, brightening further when he mentioned imposing. Her fingers gently folded the newspaper she'd pulled down, then replaced it in its proper place. She reached for his hand, then. "Then I am afraid I must insist! Do you like tea -- ah-- "
She stopped suddenly, then grinned again. "I don't know what to call you!"