He will ask me if I did." "Apologize, then.

Be quick." "It is not--" began Anderson, who was sober enough now, and becoming more and more annoyed, but Charlotte interrupted him.
"Eddy!" said she.
"I am very sorry I took your candy," piped Eddy, in a loud, declamatory voice which was not the tone of humble repentance.

The boy, as he spoke, eyed the man with defiance.

It was as if he blamed him, for some occult reason, for having his own property stolen.

The child's face became, under the forced humiliation of the apology, revolutionary, anarchistic, rebellious.