Mr. Emerson lifted his eyebrows a little incredulously, and crossed his legs, but still played the auditor only.
Maurice, galled by his supercilious manner, said, in a tone of irritation of which he repented a moment afterward, "I presume that you had no doubt that my conduct justified your letter?"
"None," replied Mr. Emerson, with quiet severity.
"You were wrong, you did me the greatest injustice," cried Maurice, "and yet unless you can credit this fact upon my bare assertion I have no means of convincing you."
Mr. Emerson smiled sarcastically.
"You do not seem to me desirous, sir, of learning in what manner this mistake has arisen, even if I could make it clear."
"You are right," returned Mr. Emerson; "I do not see that it is a matter which further concerns me."
"But it concerns my honor"—began Maurice, angrily.
He was checked by another contemptuous smile from Mr. Emerson.