Yet he had broken his promises to her in this very matter of playing before--before that day of their visit to the Chinese restaurant--and had felt no great qualm of self-reproach.

Had their relations changed?
Rather the reverse for they had done with "foolishness." "Never worried me before," muttered Condy, as he punched up his pillow--"never worried me before.

Why should it worry me now--worry me like the devil;--and she caught on to that 'point' about the slope of forty-five degrees.".