faction of knowing it. She would merely maintain a cold indifference and make him feel that, do as he pleased, it was nothing to her. She would smile, but indifferently, and not with the smile of affection with which she had always greeted him. She would treat him in a manner that would show her displeasure and utter lack of affection for him, but she would not quarrel and so give him a chance to offer an apology or explanation.
"You don't seem very glad to see me?" Dick ventured, with a forced smile.
Penelope looked with well assumed amazement and surprise at his audacity, and, raising her eyebrows, said with a slightly rising inflection, "No?"
Richard felt very ill at ease.
"You don't understand," he continued, helplessly. "I hope at least you will allow me to explain the scene which you witnessed last night."
