"I thought you were going to be kinder," said Silvette, astonished.
"I have been; but he doesn't know it."
Her sister stood silent, looking at her with sorrowful eyes.
"Don't sympathize with me; I—I can't bear it, Silvie."
"No—if you don't wish it, dear.... Shall I fix your bath? ... And—who do you suppose is downstairs?"
Diana looked up inquiringly.
"The man you flirted with so outrageously at Keno!"
"Which?" asked Diana naïvely.
"Billy Inwood!"
Diana brightened a little.