He went on: "The Evershams will be in on the boat about seven. From the station I'll take you straight to the boat, where your stateroom is surely being kept for you. Then to-morrow your trunks will arrive from Cook's, and by the time you are through resting, you will be ready to sally out and meet the world.... I hope my own trunk will make its appearance, too," he added. "I telegraphed the hotel to pack my things and send them on."
She made no comment on the obvious haste with which he had left Cairo. She said slowly, "I want to do a little mathematics now. What is the shocking sum I owe you?"
He shut his lips in an obstinate line. After a moment she added, "I can't take that, you know."
It struck him as a trifle ludicrous that dollars were so important among all the rest, but unwillingly enough he understood.
"Won't you just let it stand as it is?" he said under his breath. "Let me have the whole thing—please."
"I can't."
"You mean you won't?"
"I can't," she repeated inflexibly, and then, with a childish flash, "Since you dislike me to feel grateful—I should think you would be glad to let me reduce the debt."
"All right." He spoke gruffly. "Then you owe me what you spent just now and what your railroad ticket cost. Not a cent more. For what went before I am absolutely responsible, and I decline to let you pay my debts."
This time he was inflexible. She repeated, with a spark of resentment, "It's not fair to let you pay so much——"