Or perhaps it matters so little to you that you haven't thought at all.

I know you won't tell me, so it's not much good speculating.

But lest you should misunderstand in any way, I want to explain that I haven't been fit to come near you since we parted on Christmas Eve.

You were angry with me then, weren't you?
Avery in a temper! Do you remember how it went?
At least you meant to be, but somehow you didn't get up the steam.

You wished me a happy Christmas instead, and I ought to have had one in consequence.