[with that additional demonstration of affection, francel turns a lovely shade of scarlet, ]

I... I just meant... i-it is not as though I expect others to notice me! But — but a man of your caliber could easily have someone else, and — I never even dared to even dream that a-anyone would take me out to, to have breakfast or see a show at the theater or —

[he breaks off abruptly as he suddenly finds that his eyes are moist, and he has to wipe them on the back of his nice new silk sleeves.]

...I...

I thought perhaps you were somehow trying to buy my silence with your kindness. Only... only you would not have shown yourself at Haillenarte Manor or walked with me through the Crozier if that were the case...

[he laughs quietly into his glass of champagne.]

...I'm sorry. I suppose I was just being a fool. And... and I did doubt your character, did I not? I... I should trust you more.