Lois said nothing.
“If your aunt ain't willing to do for you it's time you had somebody else to,” persisted Flora. “I wish I had had the money on your account. I wouldn't have let you work so. You look better than you did when you came here, but you look tired. I heard somebody else say so the other day.”
Flora said the last with a meaning smile.
Lois blushed.
“Yes, I did,” Flora repeated. “I don't suppose you can guess who 'twas?”
Lois said nothing; she bent her hot face closer over her work.
“See here, Lois,” said Flora. She hesitated with her eyes fixed warily on Lois; then she went on: “What makes you treat Francis so queer lately?”
“I didn't know I had,” replied Lois, evasively.
“You don't treat him a bit the way you did at first.”
“I don't know what you mean, Flora.”