I'm done with you." A big lump arose in his throat and he turned away to hide tears of mortified pride.

He could not have put it into words, but he perceived the painful truth.

Dot had considered him a boy all along, and had only half listened to his stories and plans in the past, deceiving him for some purpose of her own.

She was a smiling, careless hypocrite.
"You've lied to me," he said, turning and speaking with the bluntness of a boy without subtlety of speech.

"I never'll speak to you again; good-by." Dot kept swinging her foot.