"Is there any occasion to tell me that?" asked Maud, sweetly.
But Lesbia was too desperately in earnest to be daunted by such feline talk. "There is no occasion to tell you many things," she said, "nor is there need for beating about the bush. My father has told me everything."
"About what may I ask?"
"About this burglary and about George."
"George?" Miss Ellis raised her eyebrows again. "George?" she repeated.
"I have the right to call him so," rejoined Lesbia hotly. "I am engaged to him, Miss Ellis."
"Was engaged, I understand."
"Yes." Lesbia suddenly looked fatigued and would have dearly liked to sit down, but pride prevented her. Maud saw this and scratched again.
"Won't you sit down?"
"No, thank you!" replied Lesbia, stiffening. "I am only here for a few minutes, and can say all that I have to say in that time."