"Ye were."
Ethel could scarcely conceal her rage.
"Did you hear what we said?"
"Some of it. Not much," said Peg.
"WHAT did you hear?"
"Please don't—it's so hot this mornin'," said Peg with no attempt at imitation—just as if she were stating a simple, ordinary occurrence.
Ethel flushed scarlet. Brent smiled.
"You refuse to say why you're here or who you are?" Ethel again asked.
"It isn't ME that's refusin'. All the gentleman said to me was, 'Ye go to the place that's written down on the card and ye sit down there an' wait. And that's all ye do.'" Ethel again turned to the perplexed Brent: "Eh?"
"Extraordinary!" and Brent shook his head.