Instead, he laughed, tapping the hand-bag which he carried under one arm.
"Summarily turned out--as if I had been stealing the spoons," he remarked.

"I go--with my small belongings.

This is my first reward--for devotion." "I have nothing to say to you," answered Mary, sweeping by him with a highly displeased glance.

"Except that you have brought it on yourself." "A very feminine retort!" observed Bryce.

"But--there is no malice in it?
Your anger won't last more than--shall we say a day ?" "You may say what you like," she replied.