"Weeks wrote me you had squared my account with him," he said,
awkwardly. "I'm tremendously obliged, of course, and--I'll give
this to you instead of him." He offered her the envelope with his
pay enclosed.
"Don't be silly, Kirk," she said, in a matter-of-fact tone. "I
didn't wish Weeks to have any opportunity to talk. You need this
money and I don't."
"Perhaps I should have offered it to Mr. Cortlandt."
"Stephen knows nothing about the Weeks affair. If you choose to
regard my little favor as a debt, however, please let it run on
until you are better able to pay."
But Anthony remained inflexible, and at last she accepted his
proffer with some impatience.
"You are the most foolish person I ever knew," she remarked.
"Can't you understand that such obligations don't exist between
friends? A few dollars mean nothing."
"A few dollars mean a good deal to me just now."
"You have the most disappointing way of receiving favors. I had a
decent position for you, but you would go to collecting fares. I
hope you have had enough of it by now, and are ready to take
something worth while."
"Not until it comes naturally. No hop-skip-and-jump for mine."
Edith sighed. "It is terribly dull for me here at present," she
said.
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