"I told you about his being sick," Elizabeth said, "and I told you that there weren't any other girls."
"There not being any other girls doesn't—didn't necessarily mean——"
"Oh, yes, it does, with Buddy."
"That's putting it rather ambiguously."
"I don't know how it's putting it," Elizabeth cried, "but I do know that there wasn't any other girl."
"He didn't tell you so, did he?"
"He—he——" Elizabeth stammered.
"You—you said that you told him to communicate with me?" Ruth was having almost as much difficulty in speaking as Elizabeth.
"He wrote and asked my advice, and I told him I would, if I were he, and that was why he did it, and then I had to write him that you were engaged."
"Oh, you've written him that already?"