Blue Bonnet shook her head, and a tear splashed down on her blouse.
"Why, Blue Bonnet, what is it, dear?" Annabel asked, really surprised.
Blue Bonnet struggled for self control. She sat up very straight, and made a remark about the cocoa.
"Never mind about the cocoa. What's happened?"
"Nothing—at least—I can't tell you, Annabel."
"Why can't you?"
"Because—I can't!"
Annabel slipped down on the couch beside Blue Bonnet and put an arm over her shoulder.
"Oh, please," she said. "Come, tell me. Maybe I can help."
It was at that identical moment that Sue Hemphill put her head in the door.