“What did you say?”
“I said, ‘My dear Veronica! how can you think of such things?’”
“And then?”
“She had two more cups of tea and some cake, and told me of her walk.”
“She’ll meet somebody one of these days—walking about like that.”
“She didn’t say she’d met any one.”
“But didn’t you say some more about that ball?”
“I said everything I could say as soon as I realized she was trying to avoid the topic. I said, ‘It is no use your telling me about this walk and pretend I’ve been told about the ball, because you haven’t. Your father has forbidden you to go!’”
“Well?”
“She said, ‘I hate being horrid to you and father, but I feel it my duty to go to that ball!’”