Walter wouldn't answer.
"However, you needn't blame Kitty, for it was not Kitty who told me," Mary went on.
"Not Kitty!" says he, staring.
"No," said she, "Kitty never said a word—more's the pity."
"Then what did you mean by telling me she did?" said he.
"I didn't tell you so, Walter. It was you accused Kitty, not I," says Mary. "I heard in another way. It has made me very unhappy," says she.
"Rubbish," says he. "I'm not bound to tell everything to everybody."
"No," said she. "But you are bound not to run after Kitty without her parents' consent—not to see her in secret—and not—"
Mary couldn't go on.
"Well! anything else?" says he gloomily. "I suppose you'll go and make a fine tale of all this to the Phrynnes."