Susan nodded and got into the wagonette. Star was relieved to find that she could get into another of the carriages on her way home. She sat near her special friend Angela Goring.
"Why, Star, you don't look a bit well," said Angela.
"Angel," replied Star, "if you were going through exactly what I am at this present moment you would not look well either."
"You are bothered by that horrid girl."
"I am very nearly as bad myself," said Star.
"You?"
"Yes; I behaved abominably to that poor child. Yesterday I did wrong too."
"Oh! don't talk quite so loud; the others will hear."
"Then let us whisper together, Angel, for I must relieve my mind."
"Well, what is it?"