“No.”
“Then who was it?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“Pooh, what a silly! Why, Dolly, we’re twins,—we always have to tell each other everything.”
“I know it, Dick, and I want to tell you, awful, but you know yourself it’s wrong to break a promise.”
“Well, you might tell me who you promised it to.”
“That’s part of the secret.”
“Oho, it is a secret, is it? Well, Dolly Dana, if you’ve got a secret from me, you can keep it,—I don’t care!”
This was too much for Dolly’s loyal little twin-heart.
“I don’t want to keep it, Dick; I want to tell you! But I promised her I wouldn’t, so what can I do?”