“Oh, I don’t know,” exclaimed Dora, clasping her hands. “Oh, do tell me what you think! I’d give the world to know!”
Charlie’s surprised glance warned her of her betrayal. “You mustn’t ask me.” she exclaimed hastily.
“I won’t ask a word. I—I’m awfully sorry, Miss Bellairs.”
“Nobody knows,” she murmured.
“Nobody shall through me.”
“You’re not very—? I’m very ashamed.”
“Why? And because of me! After what I’ve told you!”
Charlie rose suddenly.
“I’m not going to stand it,” he announced.
Dora looked up eagerly.