"I am going to motor you home," he said, as he escorted her down the stairs.
Dot nearly stopped short in consternation.

"Oh, no, really! I'm going home alone.

It's no distance, and I know my way perfectly." "I'm coming with you," he said doggedly.
But the memory of those eyes that had mocked her across the hall still burned in the girl's heart.

She faced him resolutely; "You are not to, Bertie.

I don't wish it." "I can't help it," said Bertie.