I met her angry look for a second, realizing that this was the reason for her conduct to me; and it was all I could do to prevent myself smiling at her injustice, although it riled me considerably.
"Rather a rough judgment," I replied with a shrug, "and your manner doesn't smooth it out much; but as no one else can hear you now, I don't mind so much. I can explain——"
"Explain!" she broke in scornfully.
"Yes, explain. That's what I said. If you understood——"
"I do understand as it is—too well," she fired in again.
I really could not help smiling again, both at her words and flashing anger. "I must either smile or lose my temper as you have done; and it's better to smile."
This was like petrol on the fire. "Just what I should expect of you—to see nothing but a joke in my indignation."
"I'm not laughing at your indignation, but at your mistake. You always have been ready to make the worst of anything I do."
"What have you ever done that was worth doing?"
"Nothing much, I admit."