She reached among some papers and finally found what she sought.
"Mr.Warrington, all this has been in very bad taste; I frankly confess it.

There are two things you may do: leave the house in anger, or remain to forgive me this imposition." "I fail to understand." He was not only angered, but bewildered.
"I have deceived you." "You mean that you have lured me here by trick?
That you have played upon my sympathies to gratify ..." "Wait a moment," she interrupted proudly, her cheeks darkening richly.
"A trick, it is true; but there are extenuating circumstances.

What I have told you HAS happened, only it was not to-day nor yesterday.
Please remain seated till I have done.

I AM poor; I WAS educated in the cities I have named; I have to earn my living." She rose and came over to his chair.

She gave him a letter.
"Read this; you will fully understand." Warrington experienced a mild chill as he saw a letter addressed to him, and his rude scribble at the bottom of it.
Miss Challoner--I beg to state that I have neither the time nor the inclination to bother with amateur actresses.