"I expect you're simply wild with me. Miss Vigers said you would be," said Alwynne hopelessly.
"Miss Vigers ought to know," said Clare.
There was another pause.
"I'm frightfully sorry," said Alwynne suggestively.
"Are you, Miss Durand?"
"I mean, apart from upsetting you, I'm so savage with myself. One doesn't exactly enjoy making a fool of oneself, does one, Miss Hartill? You know how it feels. And it's my first post, and I did mean to do it well, and I've only been here six weeks, and I'm in a row with three people already."
"How—three?" said Clare with interest.
"Well—there's you——"
"I think we're settling that," said Clare, with her sudden smile.
"Are we?" Alwynne looked up so warily that Clare laughed outright.