"You should have told me that before we started," she said to him.
"Why? Would it have made any difference in your going?"
"Most certainly it would."
"Do you mean that you would have declined to come with me?"
"I do."
"But why?"
"Chiefly, because I do not approve of plots and schemes, in any form. Had you asked me, frankly and openly, to drive to Cedarcrest with you, I should have felt no hesitation in accepting; as it is, you have given offense, Mr. Morton."
"So much so that you won't even call me Dick?" he said, with a light laugh that was more forced than real.
"Yes. You have not proven yourself quite the friend I hoped you would be. Friends don't plot against each other."
"Shall I turn the car about and take you home?" he asked shortly, with tightening lips, angered unreasonably by the attitude she had assumed.