Minnie ended all this with a little sob; and her sister, as usual, did her best to soothe and quiet her.
"Well, but, darling, how did it all happen?"
"Oh, don't, don't."
"But you might tell me"
"Oh, I can't bear to think of it. It's too horrible."
"Poor darling—the crater?"
"No, the great, big man. I didn't see any crater."
"Weren't you in the crater?"
"No, I wasn't."
"They said you were."