Much as Mavis was shocked at all she had heard, she was little prepared for what followed. The next moment Miss Potter had sprung out of bed; with clenched fists, and features distorted by rage, she sprang to Miss Impett's bedside.
"Say that again!" she screamed.
"I shan't."
"You daren't!"
"I daren't?"
"No, you daren't."
"What would you do if I did?"
"Say it and see."
"You dare me to?"
"Yes, you damn beast, to say I'm no better than a street-walker!"