"I can't tell," she said. "I suppose it is all right. I'll go with you, Susan, if you want me."
"Yes, you had better," said Star rudely, "for we don't care for the Susan Marsh sort of girls here."
CHAPTER XVIII "I AM AFRAID"
"Jessie," said Miss Lavinia Peacock, turning to her little friend, "I want you to sit here, to make yourself thoroughly comfortable, and allow me to question you freely."
"But, please, dear Miss Peacock——"
"I gave you leave to call me Lavinia."
"Please, dear Lavinia——"
"You would rather not be questioned?"