"That's just the point. Helen, you're a dear to be so sympathetic. Up at the student Hostel...."
"Did they object there to your going?"
"They don't know a thing about it. It would never do to tell them."
"Why?"
"They'd begin to preach," protested Esther. "A pack of school teachers anyway. That's why we want to spend the night here. We'll just explain, you understand, that we're going to spend the night with their dear lovely Mrs. Gibbons. And they'll never know a thing about the fun."
The girls were moving towards the door.
"The boys will come here to get us," called Esther. "We'll come down about half-past six. Herbert won't mind, will he?"
"We must move along now," said Gabry. "I have a singing lesson."
"And I have a fitting at the dressmaker's," added Esther. "Ta, ta, Helen."
I felt in my bones that I didn't quite know what to do about it and would wait until Herbert came home.