On again making her appearance she continually managed to look in a direction away from him, and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure.

Stephen was soon beaten at this game of indifference.

He went round and entered the range of her vision.
'Are you offended, Elfie?
Why don't you talk ?' 'Save me, then, and let that Mr.Clever of yours drown.

I hate him.

Now, which would you ?' 'Really, Elfride, you should not press such a hard question.