‘But I am sure she did not,’ said Charlotte, rather angrily.
‘You know nothing about it, my dear.’
‘Yes, but I do; for mamma said to Charlie how beautifully she did behave, and he too,—never attempting any intercourse.’
‘Very good of you to believe it.’
‘I am sure of it, certain sure,’ said Charlotte. ‘How could you venture to think they would either of them do anything wrong?’
‘I did not say they would.’
‘What, not to write to each other when papa had forbidden it, and do it in secret, too?’
‘My dear, don’t look so innocently irate. Goodness has nothing to do with it, it would be only a moderate constancy. You know nothing at all of lovers.’
‘If I know nothing of lovers, I know a great deal of Amy and Guy, and I am quite sure that nothing on earth would tempt them to do anything in secret that they were forbidden.’
‘Wait till you are in love, and you’ll change your mind.’