I want your advice." Miss Minerva was silent.

Carmina went on.

"It's about writing to Ovid," she explained.
"Write, of course!" The reply was suddenly and sharply given.

"Surely, I have not offended you ?" Carmina said.
"Nonsense! Let me hear your mother's letter." "Yes--but I want you to hear the circumstances first." "You have mentioned them already." "No! no! I mean the circumstances, in my case." She drew her chair closer to Miss Minerva.

"I want to whisper--for fear of somebody passing on the stairs.