"No, thank you."
She has conquered the frock now, but still she does not look at him. In fact, she turns to Minnie, and, as though forgetful of his presence, murmurs some little thing or other to her.
"If you are going to the gardens," says Rylton, with Heaven knows what intention—perhaps a desire to show her how little he cares for her childish anger, perhaps to bring matters to their worst—to know what she means—"may I come with you?"
Tita gives him a glance—the fleetest; a smile—the briefest.
"No, thank you," says she, a faint emphasis upon the "No" being the only change in her even tone.
As she speaks she goes down the steps, Minnie Hescott following her.