Let's just say I have a very good idea what one of my sins is, and it relates to how much of a bastard I've been to most of the women in my previous life.

You are very lovely, miss. I'm not asking for anything from you except your occasional attention, as is proper from an unattainable woman of high station.

You're free, of course, to reject everything I do as unacceptable and not worth your notice. The lady always has that right.