"I am here now."
"But why not before? Was it not unkind?"
"It was not so intended."
"Will you not give me the reason?
"You must not ask me; believe that I had sufficient cause." The words were not such as he would have, but the manner was so winning that he could not choose but be satisfied. "I am here now, solely on your account, to amuse you as you like best. You must have been very ill," she said, regarding him kindly.
"Yes, I am awfully weak," he returned, "it seems so strange to me, I have usually been so strong."
"You will soon get strong here," replied Isabel, cheerfully.
"Not if you plague me as you did this afternoon," he said reproachfully.
"Don't be angry," she pleaded.
"Not angry, but hurt," he said.