“I would have undeceived you if I had known of this delusion of yours,” he said kindly.
“Do I owe you everything—everything?” said the girl, dropping her hands and fixing her glittering eyes on him.
He bowed gravely.
“And you have thought me extravagant, I dare say.”
“That is hardly a fair question,” he said, with an approving glance at her fur-lined jacket and richly trimmed gown. “I wished you to dress like a lady.”
“A lady!” repeated the girl bitterly, “yes; a fine lady. Now I shall have to support myself.”
“Why so?”
“I am grown up now. You have given me a good education. I shall take no more favors from you.”
“Why not?”
“Because I am too proud to be dependent.”