"I'm not!" this was so short

"I'mnot!" this was so short and sharp that Rose started, andbootcamps for boys in gaCharlie added in a calmer but still very haughty tone: "Agentleman always begs pardon when he has been rude to a lady, but oneman doesn't apologize to another man who has insulted him."
"Oh,my heart, what a pepperpot!" thought Rose, and, hoping to makehim laugh, shedressshoe bootadded slyly: "I was not talking about men, but boys, and one ofthem a Prince, who ought to set a good example to his subjects."
ButCharlie would not relent, and tried to turn the subject by sayinggravely, as he unfastened the little gold ring from hisresortboot boyswatch-guard "I've broken my word, so I want to give this backand free you from the bargain. I'm sorry, but I think it a foolishpromise, and don't intend to keep it. Choose a pair of ear-rings tosuit yourself, as my forfeit. You have a right to wear them now."
"No,I can onlywomenswork bootwear one, and that is no use, for Archie will keep his word I'msure!" Rose was so mortified and grieved at this downfall of herhopes that she spoke sharply, and would not take the ring thedeserter offered her.
Heshrugged his shoulders, and threw it into her lap, trying to lookcool and careless, but failing entirely, for he was ashamed ofhimself, and out ofbuywinter boots sortsgenerally. Rose wanted to cry, but pride would not let her, and,being very angry, she relieved herself by talk instead of tears.Looking pale and excited, she rose out of her chair, cast away thering, and said in a voice that she vainly tried to keep steady "Youare not at all the boy I thought you were, and I don't respect youone bit. I've tried to helpjordanshoseyou be good, but you won't let me, and I shall not try any more. Youtalk a great deal about being a gentleman, but you are not, foryou've broken your word, and I can never trust you again. I don'twish you to go home with me. I'd rather have Mary. Good-night."
Andwith that last dreadful blow, Rose walked out of theredwing boot lacesroom, leaving Charlie as much astonished as if one of his petpigeons had flown in his face and pecked at him. She was so seldomangry, that when her temper did get the better of her it made a deepimpression on the lads, for it was generally a righteous sort ofindignationboywith leaking bootat some injustice or wrong-doing, not childish passion.
Herlittle thunderstorm cleared off in a sob or two as she put on herthings in the entry-closet, and when she emerged she looked thebrighter for the shower. A hasty good-night to Aunt Clara now underthe hands of the hairdresser and then she crept down to finddiscountwomen's winter boots Marythe maid. But Mary was out, so was the man, and Rose slipped away bythe back-door, flattering herself that she had escaped theawkwardness of having Charlie for escort.
Thereshe was mistaken, however, for the gate had hardly closed behind herwhen a well-known tramp was heard, and the Prince was beside her,saying in a tone of penitentredwing boot outletpoliteness that banished Rose's wrath like magic
"Youneedn't speak to me if you don't choose, but I must see you safelyhome, cousin."
Sheturned at once, put out her hand, and answered heartily "I wasthe cross one. Please forgive me, and let's be friendsbootboy chi chiagain."