"I don't know what cause you have to be sore at me," he resumed when he got another opportunity. "It seems to me I'm the one——"
"Oh, you'll get over it, I suspect."
"Corinna, why did you run away?"
She rolled a bread ball. "Because I was ashamed."
He looked at her in honest surprise. "Ashamed! Of what?"
"You know very well what I mean."
"I swear I do not!"
"I will hate you if you force me to say it."
"I'll take my chance of that," he said grimly.
"Very well. Don't you understand that a person may be carried away for the moment, and do things and say things that they bitterly regret afterwards. Of course if you have no standards of right and wrong you wouldn't understand."