"You've not been up to see us for a long time."
"No-o-o," agreed the eldest daughter.
"Busy?"
"Not so very. Only you never know when you will be. I'll go upstairs and take my things off. Come with us Jenny," she said, turning to her sister.
"There's a cheek. Whatever next?"
"Oh, you are hateful! Come on up."
Jenny, with every appearance of unwillingness, followed Edie upstairs, and flung herself down on the bed they had once shared.
"Don't be all night," she protested, as she watched Edie staring aimlessly at herself in the glass.
"Jenny," said the latter suddenly, "I done it."
"Done what?"