“Yes—after that moment.”
“Well, what was it?”
“She said, ‘Not now!’ That was all.”
“I suppose that was all she had breath for! It was just the inconsequent and meaningless thing a frightened woman WOULD say!”
“Meaningless?” he repeated, and looked up wonderingly.
“Did you take it for an appointment?” I roared, quite out of patience, and losing my temper completely.
“No, no, no! She said only that, and then—”
“Then she turned and ran away from you!”
“Yes,” he said, swallowing painfully.
“That PLEASED you,” I stormed, “to frighten a woman in the woods—to make her feel that she can’t walk here in safety! You ENJOY doing things like that?”