Because only a mad-man--" "Could have dreamed of comparing me--to anything soft and docile ?" laughed Constance.
There was another silence.

Before them at the end of a long green vista the gate opening on the main road could be seen.
Constance broke it.

"Wounded pride, and stubborn will were hot within her.
"Well, it is a great pity we should have been sparring like this.

I can't remember who began it.

But now I suppose I may do what I like with the dances I promised you ?" "I keep no one to their word who means to break it," said Falloden coldly.
Constance grew suddenly white.
"That"-- she said quietly--"was unpardonable!" "It was.