The red scar yet remained.

For the first time she felt genuinely sorry for having inflicted it.
"But there is no question of my marrying him, is there ?" she said at last.

"He has never even hinted at such a thing." "That's true," said Max grimly.

"You see, he has begun to realize by this time that you are not precisely fond of him." She shivered involuntarily.

"I hate him, Max!" "He thrives on that," observed Max drily.
"Oh, not really!" she protested.