I told her she might have one.

But I don't suppose two will hurt her." Esther was used to Aunt Amy's inconsequences which made impossible the discussion of any subjects save the most trivial.

But she sighed a little as she realised anew that there was no help here.
"Jane is feeling badly about Timothy," she explained.

"Don't you think we might have tea in here, Auntie?
It is so cool." Aunt Amy, who had been anxiously rubbing an imaginary spot on the table, looked up with a startled air.

"Oh, Esther!" she said, in the voice of a frightened child.