CHAPTER X
A GIRL’S SPITE.
“REALLY, Mary,” said Imogene coldly, “Mr. Temple must have a singular opinion of you.”
Even the mildest natures are capable of indignation at times, and Mary showed her sense of her cousin’s injustice.
“I don’t know why,” she said.
“It isn’t the custom for young ladies to call on young men and ask their escort.”
“Who has done it?” demanded Mary.
“It looks very much as if you had done it,” said Imogene.
“Your suspicion is ridiculous,” said Mary with dignity.
“Considering that my father supports you, you might treat me with greater respect,” said Imogene angrily.