"Peg away, if you want to! It looks rather as if you're starting at the wrong end, but, being a woman, no doubt you will get there eventually." That pierced her.

It was Guy--Guy in the flesh--tenderly taunting her with some feminine weakness.

So swift and so sharp was the pain that she could not hide it.

She bent her face over her work with a quick intake of the breath.
"Why--Sylvia!" he said, bending over her.
She drew away from him.

"Don't--please! I--I am foolish.
Don't--take any notice!" He stood up again, but his hand found her shoulder and rubbed it comfortingly.