It grew pale then, while she began to tremble.
"Oh--I didn't intend that.

Forgive me," she faltered.
He rubbed his cheek.

The hurt had not been great, so far as the blow was concerned.

But his eyes were dark with pain and anger.
"Oh, don't distress yourself," he burst out.

"You slapped me before--once, years ago--for kissing you.