"I really shouldn't have the cheek. Harry Tristram was savage enough with the Major—what would he have been with me?"
"Why should it matter what he was?"
"Do you really think that, Miss Janie?" Bob was almost at the point of an advance.
"I mean—why should it matter to you?"
The explanation checked the advance.
"Oh, I—I see. I don't know, I'm sure. Well then, I don't know how to deal with him."
"Well, good-by."
"Good-by, Miss Janie."
"Are you coming to see us again, ever?"