I'm sorry, Miss Steele." She shut up her book abruptly.
"I didn't expect it of you, Jones," said she; "you've been making a fool of me.

I've lost confidence in you; now you can go." "Oh, I say.

Miss Steele, I'm so awfully--" "Be quiet, sir, and go!" said she, more fiercely than I had ever known her.
I took up my cap and went.

She was in no humour to listen to explanations, but it was clear I had done for myself now.

After what had happened she was not likely to give me another chance.
I did not care to tell my mother how matters stood this time.