You'll find it out presently, and make me suffer for your mistake." "You haven't a very high opinion of my sense of justice," Anne said, with just a tinge of reproach in her gentle voice.
"No," he said recklessly.

"None whatever.

You are sure to forget who fashioned the halo.

Women always do." Anne was silent.
He leaned suddenly towards her, careless of the chessmen that rolled in all directions.

"I haven't been living up to the halo to-day," he said, and there was that in his voice that touched her to quick pity.