"Go!"
He went step by step with heavy feet on the stairs.
Corinna came into the room leaving the door open. Her eyes were bright with anger. "Well, you won your pitiful little victory over the boy," she said scornfully. "I hope you're pleased with yourself!"
The blood began to pound in Evan's temples. "Don't speak to me like that!" he said thickly. "I am no tame thing!"
"You may go," she said.
He smiled. "Not so easily!"
"Then I will."
"Where will you go?"
"To Miss Sisson's room."
Evan laughed. He had not much fear of that.