Julie smiled at the way he put it, and said, half unwillingly: "Well, you see, Gilbert, Carly's a snake-in-the-grass."
"What! Oh, I say, Julie, don't talk like that! What do you mean?"
"She's underhanded, sly, deceitful, dishonest——"
"Stop, stop! You're losing your mind! Suppose you let up on vituperation and do a bit of explaining. What has Carly done to merit those terms?"
"What has she done? She has come over here,—when I've been away,—and stirred up father and mother with that silly, hateful, vicious old Ouija Board performance,—that's what she's done!"
"Ouija! Carly! Surely you're mistaken."
"Indeed, I'm not. Father and mother couldn't make the silly thing go at all, till Carly helped them. She pushes it, of course,—and they are gulled and duped——"
"But, Julie, wait! Why should Carly do such a thing?"
"Oh, she's got the fad. Lots of people have, you know. And I haven't—I hate it all—and so Carly comes over when I'm not home."
"And was it she who got the messages from Peter?"