"But," he added, "you have been put to great expense for the foolish girl, and, when she leaves you, I desire you will let me know--" "Thank you, Mr.Wardour!" said Mary, who had risen also.

"As you have now given a turn to the conversation which is not in the least interesting to me, I wish you a good evening." With the words, she left the room.

He had made her angry at last.

She trembled so that, the instant she was out of sight of the house, she had to sit down for dread of falling.
Godfrey remained in the room where she left him, full of indignation.
Ever since that frightful waking, he had brooded over the injury--the insult, he counted it--which Letty had heaped upon him.

A great tenderness toward her, to himself unknown, and of his own will unbegotten, remained in his spirit.