“What?” asked Bernice, so full of her own affairs, she really didn’t think what Dotty had in mind.
“You do know. About—somebody’s staying in Berwick, instead of going away.”
“Oh, that. Well, I can’t bother about it now. Yes, I’ll do it,—some time or other. But I don’t know as—somebody—had such a lot to do with this carnival business—”
“Well, somebody did! Now, you just catch on to this! If somebody hadn’t, you wouldn’t be—what you are to-night!”
“Don’t talk so plain—over the telephone! I’ll see you later—”.
“No, you won’t! You’ll settle this here and now, or—you’ll be sorry! I tell you she did her part and more than her part. You said, yourself, a bargain’s a bargain. Now you’ve got to keep your word, or—I’ll make you sorry that she kept hers!”
“What do you mean?”
“Just this. If you don’t do what you promised—right now,—I’ll tell everybody how you happened to be Queen—”
“Hush! Dotty, don’t talk so plain!”
“Well, will you do it?”