The near wheels passed within a foot of the gatepost.
"Wasn't that rather close?" asked Lawrence.
"Why? There was lots of room. Are you nervous?"
"I suppose I am, since you say so."
"I didn't say so. I asked."
"And I answered," said Lawrence, tartly.
"How sensitive you are! You act as though I had called you a coward."
"I thought you meant to. It sounded rather like it."
"You have no right to think that I mean things which I haven't said," answered the young girl.
"Oh, very well. I apologize for thinking that what you said meant anything."
"Don't lose your temper—don't be a spoilt baby!"
Lawrence said nothing, and they reached the house in silence. Fanny was not mistaken in calling him sensitive, though he was by no means so nervous, perhaps, as she seemed ready to believe. She had a harsh way of saying things
