"But I say—! What on earth—? Who's been setting you against me?"
Marigold was silent, questioning in her mind what to say next.
"Eh? Who's been talking against me?"
Marigold moved on, and James walked by her side. She stopped again.
"I've heard one thing," Marigold said slowly.
"I'd rather go home alone, please."
"And I'd rather you wouldn't."
"Very well;" and Marigold quietly proceeded. "Then it isn't my fault. You can do as you like, and I shall tell father,—and he can do as he likes."
"You won't! You wouldn't be such a—"