“I have nothing to say,” she sighed.
“Not even an apology?” he asked in a surprised tone.
“For what?”
“Now, don’t pose as a martyr!”
“I might,” she replied with a little bitter laugh. “To-day has given me sufficient excuse for it.”
“To-day!” he echoed, “to-day! When I have accorded you full reign, and let you do exactly as you pleased!”
She made no response, and he continued. “Do you think it meant no self-sacrifice on my part to allow you to come to such a party in company with another man? Is it nothing for me to let you run about with other fellows? to let you dance with those men?”
Polly smiled.
“And you sit there and laugh!” he fumed.
“Forgive me, David! But it does sound funny. You talk about letting me do this and that! As if you were my master! It is enough to make anybody laugh.”