"I—I don't know," Helen answered.
"Oh!" said Henriette.
Helen tried to smile, but it was a poor effort.
"I couldn't resist the temptation. Don't you see, Henriette? It's the knot in my brain, I suppose."
"But, I repeat, why do you come to me?"
Helen was in an agony of confusion under her sister's glare.
"I thought you'd like to know what he did intend for you—I——"
"Leave my affairs to me!"
"It was only one of my foolish impulses, Henriette!"
Confined anger flashing rage from Henriette's eyes carried her forward a step. A storm burst on Helen's head.