“Mr. Peck.”
“And what was your inference from the fact? That there oughtn't to be any classes?”
“Of course it won't do to say that. There must be social differences. Don't you think so?”
“I don't know,” said Dr. Morrell. “I never thought of it in that light before. It's a very curious question.” He asked, brightening gaily after a moment of sober pause, “Is that the whole trouble?”
“Isn't it enough?”
“No; I don't think it is. Why didn't you tell him that you didn't want any gratitude?”.
“Not want any?” she demanded.
“Oh!” said Dr. Morrell, “I didn't know but you thought it was enough to give.”
Annie believed that he was making fun of her, and she tried to make her resentful silence dignified; but she only answered sadly: “No; it isn't enough for me. Besides, he made me see that you can't give sympathy where you can't receive it.”
“Well, that is bad,” said the doctor, and he laughed again. “Excuse me,” he added. “I see the point. But why don't you forget it?”