"Philip is there!" she says under her breath.
"What will you do?" whispers Quinton.
"I—I don't know."
"Tell Giddy," he urges; "make the quarrel up now, take her into your confidence, pretend you are together."
"Place myself in her hands? Oh, Carol, it would be too humiliating!"
Involuntarily she calls him by his Christian name.
"Self-justification is so embarrassing and unsatisfactory, and some excuse must be made for our appearing here together, unless you take my advice. He has not seen you yet, there is still time."
Thus Quinton urges the unwilling Eleanor to follow his suggestion.
"But I can't," she declares, half-crying. "What will Giddy think of me? What will she say?"
"Shall I speak to her for you?"