“This is a great secret, you understand?”
“Yes,” said Leonore, all interest and eagerness. “I can keep a secret splendidly.”
“You are sure?” asked Peter.
“Sure.”
“So can I,” said Peter.
Leonore perfectly bristled with indignation. “I won’t be treated so,” she said. “Are you going to tell me?” She put on her severest manner.
“No,” said Peter.
“He is obstinate,” thought Leonore to herself. Then aloud she said: “Then I shan’t be friends any more?”
“That is very nice,” said Peter, soberly.
“What?” said Leonore, looking at him in surprise.