"I haven't!" she denied. "And if I have, there's enough to make me cry."
"What was it?" was his sufficiently lame rejoinder.
"I imagine if you'd seen your father beaten and kicked as I saw mine—"
"I didn't know who it was."
"But if you had been shaken and cursed, yourself—"
"Cursed? Who cursed you?"
"You did."
"I!"
"You said, 'D-d-damn you, let me go!'"
"I did not. I simply told you to let me go."