"How ?" repeated Anderson.
Then the boy turned on the man.

He slid out of his chair; he spoke loudly.

He forgot to glance at the door.

"Ain't you smart ?" he cried, with scorn, and still with an air of slighted affection which appealed.

"Ain't you smart to catch a feller that way?
You're mean, if you are a man, after I've got you that big butterfly, too, to turn on a feller that way." Anderson actually felt ashamed of himself.