"Yes, sir, broken," repeated Amelia emphatically.
"How d'you know?" asked Kittie Dayton.
"Never you mind. I know all about it."
"She didn't tell you?"
"No, she didn't tell me, but I know. She's madly in love with an enemy of her house."
"Not really?" Laura May's tone was tremulous with interest.
Kittie gave her knees an extra hug. "It's like Romeo and Juliet," she said. Kittie was a shining light in the English Literature classes.
Satisfied with the impression she had made Amelia gathered her forces for continuous narrative.
"You see, her folks have got lots of money, and she's their only child, but her father's an awful crank and her mother don't dare say her soul's her own."
"Don't Katharine's father like her?"