No--I shame myself." Rigid, with head flung back, she stood before him, her eyes ablaze with passionate anger, her hands clenched tight.

She had flung herself at him and had been rejected.
"What the devil is this ?" cried Tony, striding toward them.

"What is he doing to you, Annette ?" "He ?" cried Annette, her breath coming in sobs.

"To me?
Nothing! Keep out of it, Tony." She pushed him fiercely aside.

"He has done nothing! No! No! Nothing but what is good and kind.