Lily answered his smile. “You haven’t incurred it as yet; but I have an idea that you are going to.”
“That rests with you, doesn’t it? You see my initiative doesn’t go beyond putting myself at your disposal.”
“But in what capacity? What am I to do with you?” she asked in the same light tone.
Selden again glanced about Mrs. Hatch’s drawing-room; then he said, with a decision which he seemed to have gathered from this final inspection: “You are to let me take you away from here.”
Lily flushed at the suddenness of the attack; then she stiffened under it and said coldly: “And may I ask where you mean me to go?”
“Back to Gerty in the first place, if you will; the essential thing is that it should be away from here.”
The unusual harshness of his tone might have shown her how much the words cost him; but she was in no state to measure his feelings while her own were in a flame of revolt. To neglect her, perhaps even to avoid her, at a time when she had most need of her friends, and then suddenly and unwarrantably to break into her life with this strange assumption of authority, was to rouse in her every instinct of pride and self-defence.
“I am very much obliged to you,” she said, “for taking such an interest in my plans; but I am quite contented where I am, and have no intention of leaving.”
Selden had risen, and was standing before her in an attitude of uncontrollable expectancy.
“That simply means that you don’t know where you are!” he exclaimed.