She could not take in what he said.
Perhaps he saw her perturbation, for after a moment he turned from her to Nap and very deliberately engaged him in conversation, while Bertie, very pale but quite collected, sat down by her and began to talk also.
She did her best to second his efforts, but with Nap's eyes openly mocking her from the other side of the hearth, she found it impossible to divert her thoughts.
So they thought that of her, did they?
They thought--that! She felt as if she had been publicly weighed in the balances and found wanting.

She told herself passionately that she would never, as long as she lived, speak to Nap Errol again.

Everyone said he was a bounder, and everyone was right..