“It might have fallen from the basket outside,” Juliana suggested, hesitatingly.
“Go; go see, Joanna!” said Luiza, with a gleam of hope.
Juliana appeared distressed.
“Heavens! if I had only known it! Why did not the senhora tell me?” she said.
“Well, well, it is no fault of yours.”
“I am very much distressed about it. Was it anything of importance, Senhora?”
“No; it was a bill.”
“Good Heavens!”
Joanna returned, smoothing out a crumpled paper.
Luiza snatched it from her, and read: “The diameter of the first pit to be explored.”