How else could he justify the scene at Field, when he had so brusquely probed her secret anxieties for Philip?
Her pride rebelled when she thought of it, when she recalled her wet eyes, her outstretched hand.

Mere humiliation!--in the case of a casual or indifferent acquaintance.

No; on that day, certainly, he had claimed the utmost privileges, had even strained the rights, of a friend, a real friend.

But his behaviour since had almost revived her first natural resentment.
Thoughts like these ran in her mind, and occasionally affected her manner when they did meet.

Anderson found her more reserved, and noticed that she did not so often ask him for small services as of old.