“What do you care?” she faintly said.
“I do care! I’m sorry! What can I do for you?”
“Let me alone!”
“But you cannot stand. I must assist you. Please permit me to, madam.”
Never before had one of those saucy college men spoken to her in such a manner, and she was filled with wonder.
“Arc you one of them college scamps?” she asked.
“I am a college man,” answered Frank, “but I hope I am not a scamp.”
“They’re all scamps! Oh, my hip!”
“I’m afraid you cannot walk. I will call a cab to take you home.”
“A cab! I can’t pay for a cab! I can’t ride in a cab!”