"Billy, dear, I don't know what to think."
He shook back his hair impatiently.
"That's it. I'm not used to having my word doubted, and—it hurts."
Meanwhile, Theodora and Hubert were in the hall.
"Where are you going, Ted?" Hubert had asked, as they left the table.
"To Billy."
"I should think you might stay here, to-night, when Archie has just come."
"Archie has you and Hope."
"But it's not decent, Ted, to leave him."
"It's not decent to send Billy off by himself," she retorted.