"That you have an experience that should enlighten my ignorance, and
matrimonial practice that should polish up my bachelor innocence, that's
all."
"That is too much," she exclaimed.
He replied: "That is so. I don't know anything about ladies; no, and you
know all about gentlemen, for you are a widow. You must undertake my
education--this evening--and you can begin at once if you like."
She exclaimed, very much amused: "Oh, indeed, if you reckon on me for
that!"
He repeated, in the tone of a school boy stumbling through his lesson:
"Yes, I do. I reckon that you will give me solid information--in twenty
lessons. Ten for the elements, reading and grammar; ten for finishing
accomplishments. I don't know anything myself."