"You mean to say you don't care for me any more?"
"Oh, it's not that; I care for you very much."
"Say it at once," said Julia. "You care for me as a sister."
"Well, that's about it," said Bobby.
Julia was silent, and only the voice of the fly filled the air.
Then she said:
"It's just as well to know where one is."
"Are you angry?"
"Not a bit."
He glanced at her.