"He's keeping quiet then on purpose ?" "On purpose." Maggie's lighted eyes, at least, looked further than they had ever looked.

"He'll NEVER tell her now." Fanny wondered; she cast about her; most of all she admired her little friend, in whom this announcement was evidently animated by an heroic lucidity.

She stood there, in her full uniform, like some small erect commander of a siege, an anxious captain who has suddenly got news, replete with importance for him, of agitation, of division within the place.

This importance breathed upon her comrade.

"So you're all right ?" "Oh, ALL right's a good deal to say.