"I wish you'd let that matter drop!" he said decidedly. "You couldn't understand it."
She hesitated. A red spot appeared in either cheek.
"I must say I don't understand!" she countered. "It is inconceivable to me that a man like you should turn so easily against his class!"
"My class?" he echoed wearily.
"What do such creatures as Cora and Yankee Sullivan amount to?" she cried hotly, "I suppose you'll say they are in your class next! How you can consider them of sufficient importance to go dead against your best friends on their account!"
"It is because I am right and they are wrong."
She was a little carried beyond herself.
"Well, they all think the same way," she pointed out. "Aren't you a little—a little—"
"Pig-headed," supplied Keith bitterly.
"—to put your opinion against theirs?" she finished.