She nodded, beaming almost mischievously.
"But I did, and nothing will make me change my mind."
"How could you be so impulsive, so foolish!" he cried.
She was looking at him now more soberly.
"Aren't you glad?"
"Myra, you mustn't! I'll telephone David at once.. I'll—you did this for me. I won't have it. You should have asked me——"
"It's no use; I'm not going," she said.
He dropped on the couch and hid his face in his hands.
"You're giving this up because of me."
She went to him.