“Of course I couldn’t think of it. I could never let him go. I–––”
“Eve Marsham, you’re a––fool, and now I’ve said it. Do you know why Peter wants–––?”
She broke off in confusion. But she had successfully aroused Eve’s curiosity.
“Well? Go on,” she demanded.
But Annie shook a decided head.
“It don’t matter. I was only thinking my own thoughts, and they began one way and finished another.”
“How did they finish?” Annie’s manner was quaintly amusing and Eve found herself smiling.
“I’d just called you a fool, an’––I’d forgot to include myself.”
Nor could she be induced to speak further on the matter.