"Thanks for the compliment."
"What happened that night," she went on, "that sort of thing is horrible to me!"
At last he understood—and frowned, for it was his deepest feelings that she slandered. But he was not fully convinced that she was sincere. "Then you lied when you said you loved me?"
"I was carried away. That sort of thing isn't love."
This angered Evan—but he held his tongue. He sought to find out from her face what she really thought. She looked out of the window.
"Now I hope you understand," she said loftily.
"You have a lot to learn," said Evan, "about love and other things."
"At any rate I hope I have made you see how useless it is to follow me," she said sharply.
"It is useless," said Evan—"to talk to you," he added to himself. "When I get you off this confounded steamboat we'll see what we'll see."
"Don't stare at me like that," said Corinna. "It's attracting attention."