"Was it part of the bargain that he should insult you, trample on you, make you lead a dog's life without a single friend to make it bearable ?" She did not attempt to answer him.

"Let us go back," she said.
He wheeled at once, still holding her hands.
They skated a few yards in silence.

Then suddenly, almost under his breath, he spoke.

"I am not going to give up my friendship with you.

Let that be clearly understood." "You are very good to me," she said simply.
"No.