"Because you annoy me," she said, irritably.
He rose, bowed civilly and said:
"Then I had better go for a turn on my bicycle."
And he walked slowly away.
"What a stupid fellow!" she thought, peevishly. But she thought it tiresome that she had wrangled with him, because of his mother and sisters.
CHAPTER VII
At the hotel, however, he spoke to Cornélie politely, as though there had been no embarrassment, no wrangling interchange of words between them, and he even asked her quite simply—because his mother and sisters had some calls to pay that afternoon—whether they should go to the Palatine together.
"I passed it the other day," she said, indifferently. "And don't you intend to see the ruins?"
"No."