“You are very insolent, at least.”
“Does your master pay you for studying?”
The boy’s face grew crimson as he said:
“If I am not wanted here I can stay away.”
“It would be much pleasanter for me if you would do so. I, myself, am a great reader of poetry, and this seems to be the most appropriate place to read, and I prefer to be alone.”
“I am very sorry that I have been in your way, and I will try in future not to trouble you,” Paul said, as, with a low bow, he left the room.
Irene fairly trembled with rage as she saw Paul bowing with as much politeness and composure as though he really were her equal.