Blue Bonnet gave her a quick upward glance of mischief. “‘All right,’ Miss Rankin,” she answered.
On the stairs, she overtook Kitty. “Did you have a good time yesterday?” she asked.
“Immense,” Kitty answered. “But it would have been a good deal—immenser—if you hadn’t ratted, Elizabeth Ashe.”
“I didn’t—I had a previous engagement.”
“I hope you had a horribly stupid time.”
“I didn’t! Mrs. Prior was—”
“Now you look here, Elizabeth,” Kitty interrupted, “you needn’t go talking to me about the joys of compensation!”
“I won’t talk to you at all if you don’t behave. Kitty, I’ve been thinking—”
“Glad to hear it,” Kitty observed; “did it come hard, Elizabeth?”
“And I think,” Blue Bonnet went on, “that it would be ever so nice if each of you girls would invite Mrs. Prior to supper in turn.”