"Look here"—Violet was sitting up now—"was there anything between you and him?"
Winny rose straight and turned and looked at her.
"You've no business to ask that," she said.
"Yes I have." She rose slowly, twisted herself, slid her foot to the floor, and stood up facing Winny. "If I'm going to marry him I've a right to know. Not that it'll make a scrap of difference."
"Who told you there was anything between us?"
"Nobody told me. I mean—was there—before I came?"
"There was never anything—never. Any one who tells you anything different's telling you a lie. I'm not saying we weren't friends—"
Violet smiled.
"I'm not saying you were anything else. You can go on being friends. I sha'n't care. Only don't you go saying I came between you—that's all."
At that Winny fired.