Was it all a mistake of his?
Undeniably he did think too much.

After all, had she not been moved?
'Sdeath! His restlessness made her look up.

"It must be a great load off your mind," she said, with gentle laughter, "to know that your apology was unnecessary." "It is," Tommy said; "it is." ('Sdeath!) She resumed her book.
So this was how one was rewarded for a generous impulse! He felt very bitter.

"So, so," he said inwardly; also, "Very well, ve-ry well." Then he turned upon himself.

"Serve you right," he said brutally.
"Better stick to your books, Thomas, for you know nothing about women." To think for one moment that he had moved her! That streak of marble moved! He fell to watching her again, as if she were some troublesome sentence that needed licking into shape.