I started to go out.

But Mr.Strong jumped up and prevented me.
"Oh, don't go like that!" he cried.

"I didn't mean to offend you; upon my word, I didn't.

I beg your pardon.

I didn't know--you see--Won't you sit down a minute to rest?
That's kind of you." Mr.Strong was so genuinely repentant that I could not refuse him.
Besides, I felt a little weak.