I wanted to explain; forgetting for the moment that explanations were impossible.
"Miss Colton," I said, impulsively.
"Yes ?" "May I--may I say a word ?" "Certainly, if you wish." She turned again and faced me.
"Miss Colton, I--I--" I began, and paused.
"Well ?" she said, patiently, "What is it ?" "Miss Colton," I blundered on, "you should not have apologized.

You were right.

Your estimate of me was pretty nearly correct.

I realized that when you gave it and I have been realizing it ever since.

I deserved what I got--perhaps.