"You implied the rest of it!"
"I'm such a romantic idiot; Paul says so."
"I hope people aren't talking about it."
"Oh, no, no!"
Eva sank back in her chair and pressed her hands over her eyes for an instant. "Why in the world did you want to frighten me so, Pamela?"
"But I didn't. I only went on talking about Rachel when I should have held my tongue; I didn't mean to worry you, but she does look wretchedly unwell and—"
"Who does?" said Astry, who had entered as she spoke.
Pamela, in some discomfiture, cast an appealing glance at Eva, but Eva offered no explanations and she was compelled to rise to the emergency alone.
"We were talking of Rachel; I think she's feeling the heat," she said feebly, as Astry shook hands with her.
"Nonsense, it's been quite cool out here and Rachel's never complained of the weather. Belhaven just told me that she'd refused to go to Newport."