THE CRICKET MATCH
"Manning," she said in a low voice, "I beg of you—I implore you to try and hide your feelings! Remember that you are not in Carolina. This man is our social equal here."
Manning turned to her a frozen but furious face. "Virginia! Are you crazy? Our equal! You … a Moultrie … speak of a"
"But, Manning, think of our obligation! He saved my life … Giles's life. … Manning, you must treat him with respect. … You must come with me now while I speak to him." She seized Manning's arm and moved toward the drag.
"Haven't we done all that we can?" demanded Manning, in a low, fierce voice. "I've called on him, Sir Henry's called on him, Giles"
"Manning, I'm ashamed of you!" whispered Virginia furiously. "Can one be too grateful, too appreciative?"
"Come on then," answered Manning passionately. "I suppose that you will want to ask him to call on you next!"
"That is precisely what I am about to do!" cried Virginia.
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