'My child!' ejaculated Aunt Ann, 'thee did not accept?'
'Was that all?' I asked.
'It was quite enough,' she replied, quite gravely now. 'She gave me a card with a written address upon it, and I told her I would let her know to-morrow morning by mail.'
'June, thee must not go!'
She turned to me, without replying to her aunt's exclamation.
'What do you think of it?' she asked calmly, but quite earnestly now, in contrast to her light manner of telling her story.
'I think you have done well, both in going to meet this person and in your manner of meeting her modest requests, but I think it has gone far enough.'
'You think, then, that there is a plot—something serious?'
'I can see no other explanation; and now, Miss Jenrys, before another word is said, will you promise me not to allow this person to approach or address you again?'
She looked at me in some surprise. 'You think her so dangerous?' she questioned.