“You defy me?”

“No, but I deny your right to criticize my actions. Have you no friends of whom I should disapprove?”

John fell back a pace. The colour ebbed slowly from his face.

“What do you mean?” he said, in an unsteady voice.

“You see!” said Mary quietly. “You do see, don’t you, that you have no right to dictate to me as to the choice of my friends?”

John glanced at her pleadingly, a stricken look on his face.

“No right? Have I no right, Mary?” he said unsteadily. He stretched out his hands. “Mary–-”

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