“I dined with her one night, and we went to the theatre.”
“You may do that without it being said that you are making up to a gentleman.”
“Of course; I should never think of saying you made up to me.”
“I should hope not, indeed.”
“I should never think of accusing you of having made up to me; you have always treated me very badly.”
Lizzie did not answer. He looked at her, puzzled and perplexed, and he hoped that neither the girls nor the old lady had understood.
“I am sorry; I really didn't mean to offend you. All I meant to say was that the lady we saw at the 'Roebuck' had been rather civil to me; had—well I don't know how to put it—shown an inclination to flirt with me—will that suit you?—and that I had not availed myself of my chances because I was in love with you.”
Encouraged by a sunny smile, Frank continued: “You wouldn't listen to me; you were very cruel.”
“I am sure I didn't mean to be cruel; I went out on the river with you, and we had a very pleasant day. You didn't say then I was cruel.”
“No, you were very nice that day; it was the happiest day of my life. I was in love with you; I shall never care for any one as I cared for you.”