"Oh, really, I couldn't, Evelyn.

Please, please don't ask me." "You must," Evelyn's command broke forth sharply.
"I won't," Mary refusal gathered strength.

"You have no right to ask me and I have no right to do it." "Then you are not my friend if you don't do as I ask," flung back Evelyn, "and I shall never speak to you again.

Please go away and don't ever come to this room again." "I am your friend," quivered Mary, "that's why I refuse to do something which will surely make trouble for you." "How can it make trouble for me ?" demanded Evelyn.

"You know as well as I--" But Grace, coming to a sudden realization that she was listening to something not intended for her ears, sprang from her seat before her dressing-table and went downstairs, wondering not a little what it all meant..