"Oh," said Paul, as if explanations were needless. "I'm not so sure I couldn't be useful."
She felt that he divined something of what had transpired, his knowledge of the floor-walker being perhaps fuller than her own, but he said no more. Jean was singularly comforted by his attitude, especially since Amy's, as presently defined, left much to be desired. She seemed less amazed at Rose's behavior than at Jean's active resentment.
"I wouldn't have struck him," she said.
"What would you have done?"
"I—I don't know. At any rate, not that. A girl has to put up with a lot."
"I presume you wouldn't have reported him, either?" Jean flung out bitterly.
"No; I didn't—I mean I wouldn't."
Jean started.
"I think you meant just what you said first, Amy," she cried. "Has he told you the same thing?"
Amy writhed.