Last evening.

And you dare talk of rights, and come following me here--" "Lucky I did," retorted Rudolph, with sudden spirit; and holding out his wounded arm, indignantly: "That scratch, if you know how it came--" "I know, perfectly." She stared as at some crowning impudence.

"He was chicken-hearted.

You came off cheaply .-- I know all you said.

But the one thing I'll never understand, is where you found the courage, after he struck you, at the club.