"He has been ragged, and bullied, and ill-treated--again and again--just because he is a foreigner and unlike the rest of you.

And you have been the worst of any--you know you have! And I have begged you to let him alone! And if--if you had really been my friend--you would have done it--only to please me!" "I happened to be more than your friend!"-- said Falloden passionately.
"Now let me speak out! You danced with Radowitz last night, dance after dance--so that it was the excitement, the event of the ball--and you did it deliberately to show me that I was nothing to you--nothing!--and he, at any rate, was something.

Well!--I began to see red.

You forget--that"-- he spoke with difficulty--"my temperament is not exactly saintly.

You have had warning, I think, of that often.