“Don’t treat me as if I were a child,” cried Frank passionately. “I’m sure it meant more than that.”
“Well, suppose it does, what then?”
“What then? Why, you have been tricking and deceiving me. Just too as it seemed that we were going to be the best of friends.”
“Nonsense! We are the best of friends, tied more tightly than ever to stand by each other to the end.”
“Then there is something in all this?”
“Of course there is. You knew there was when we agreed to come.”
“I did not!” cried Frank indignantly; “or if I thought that there might be, I felt that it was only a little foolish enthusiasm on your part, and that Mr Selby was only a casual friend.”
“Oh no; he is one of my best friends.”
“Drew, I shall never forgive you. It was mean and cruel to take me there in ignorance of what these men were.”
“Very nice gentlemanly fellows, and you looked as if you enjoyed their society.”