“You see, I have no difficulties to speak about,” said Betty with a light laugh.
Margaret glanced at her with surprise.
“Come, Betty,” said Fanny; and the two left the room.
“Where am I to go to?” asked Betty when they found themselves outside.
“Out, if you like,” said Fanny.
“No, thank you. The day is very cold.”
“Then come to my room with me, will you, Betty?”
“No,” said Betty, “I don’t want to go to your room.”
“I must see you somewhere by yourself,” said Fanny. “I have something important to say to you.”
“Oh, all right then,” said Betty, shrugging her shoulders. “Your room will do as well as any other place. Let’s get it over.”