And with marvellous intrepidity she looked Sarah Swetnam in the face.
"Then," Sarah stammered, "you and Emanuel —you don't mean——"
"My dear Sally, don't you think Emanuel is a perfectly delightful boy?"
"Oh, yes!" said Sarah.
"So do I," said Helen.
"But are you——"
"Between ourselves," Helen murmured. "Mind you, between ourselves—I could imagine stranger things happening."
"Well," said Sarah, "this is news."
"Mind, not a syllable!"
"Oh, of course not."