"Cynthia?"
"Um?"
"What did you mean just now?"
"Have a candy?"
"No, thanks!"
Cynthia munched on.
"About Miss Hartill?" Louise's tone was half defiant, half guilty. She felt disloyal in re-opening the subject. Yet Cynthia's hints rankled.
"I don't know. Nothing, I guess."
"Oh, but you did mean something," said Louise uneasily.
"Maybe."