The Chronicles of the Imp: A Romance
stopped, trying frantically to remember the speech I had so carefully prepared--the greeting which was to have explained my conduct and disarmed her resentment at the very outset. But, rack my brain as I would, I could think of nothing but the reproach in her eyes--her disdainful mouth and chin--and that one haunting phrase--

"Yes," I answered, raising my cap. And there I stopped, trying frantically to remember the speech I had so carefully prepared--the greeting which was to have explained my conduct and disarmed her resentment at the very outset. But, rack my brain as I would, I could think of nothing but the reproach in her eyes--her disdainful mouth and chin--and that one haunting phrase--

"'I suppose I am become the object of your bitterest scorn by now?'" I found myself saying.

"'I suppose I am become the object of your bitterest scorn by now?'" I found myself saying.

"My Aunt informed me of--of everything, and naturally----"

"My Aunt informed me of--of everything, and naturally----"

"Let me explain," I began.

"Let me explain," I began.

"Really, it is not at all necessary."

"Really, it is not at all necessary."

"But, Lisbeth, I must--I insist----"

"But, Lisbeth, I must--I insist----"

"Reginald," she said, turning toward the Imp, who was still busy with his cap, "it's nearly tea-time, and--why, whatever have you been doing to yourself?"

"Reginald," she said, turning toward the Imp, who was still busy with his cap, "it's nearly tea-time, and--why, whatever have you been doing to yourself?"

"For the last half-hour," I interposed, "we have been exchanging our opinions on the sex."

"For the last half-hour," I interposed, "we have been exchanging our 
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