Because every attempt at doing anything short of implying you're utterly reprehensible is always refused! How else was I to be while in your company? [This is all so—stupid. She doesn't care what he thinks. And she has apologized for so much of this, or at least made every attempt to at least act with more consideration–]

And why in the world should I be grateful that the person who finds me so singularly intolerable that he can hardly bear to keep the peace for the space of a single dance is the only one willing to come to my defense? Why, when you know how important it is for my future here that I should have friends I can trust, should I be pleased to have such a reputation?