He smiled again. What answer could he make to such words of self-revealing? He would simply have to let her talk on until she gave him something to reply to.
"I told Dr. Pendarvis that I expected in secret you were heaping maledictions on my defenceless head."
"Have you so poor an opinion of me as all that?" he questioned, looking steadily into her sweet, brown eyes.
"Well, you see, I calculate I was judging you by myself somewhat."
"And if you had saved me, and slightly damaged yourself in the process, would you have been very angry with me?"
"Oh! I am only a girl, and if I were disabled for a year, nobody would be the loser. But with you it is different. I wish it had been the other way about."
"I don't."
"No?"
"No, I am glad things are as they are."
"But your invention is at a standstill."