“Well, he won't a second time, anyhow.”
“You are rude.”
“You are only a school-girl.”
“I look a woman in my new frock, I really do.”
“I should doubt it.”
“You shall see me, then you'll be polite. It is because you are a boy you are rude. Men are much nicer.”
“Oh, are they?”
“Yes. You will be, when you are a man.”
The sound of voices rose suddenly in the hall.
“Tom!” cried Miss Deleglise; and collecting her skirt in both hands, bolted down the corkscrew staircase leading to the kitchen, leaving me standing in the centre of the studio.