“I suppose you have jolly times when you’re out spreeing with her at night,” said Josie.
“Wonderful,” said Fanchon.
“You wouldn’t tell us anything about it, would you?”
“No,” said Fanchon, “it is quite, quite secret.”
“I don’t want to hear,” said Nina. Then she added:
“Josie and I have a secret too—a beautiful, beautiful secret that you don’t know anything about.”
“A secret?” said Fanchon. “What nonsense!”
She thought of Joe Burbery, of the play, of the beautiful bangle. What silly children her little sisters were to talk of having secrets.
“Yes, we have!” reiterated Nina; “haven’t we, Josie?”
“Wonderful!” said Josie, smacking her lips.