Suddenly Constance cheered up: "Flora, I've guessed something! Yes, I've guessed who was intending--and, maybe, still intends--to bring him!"
Flora turned prettily to Anna: "Have you?"
Quite as prettily Anna laughed. "Connie does the guessing for the family," she said.
Flora sparkled: "But don't you know--perchanze?"
Anna laughed again and blushed to the throat as she retorted, "What has that to do with our bazaar?"
It had much to do with it.