"I'd--I'd rather." He had a feeling that by so doing he was somehow helping her.
Kitty, with compressed lips and flashing eyes, took her seat.

She did not notice who was beside her; her only object was to get as far as possible from her aunt, for, feeling as she felt then, she could not possibly talk to her.
"It is a _shame_ to make us go inside.

It always makes me feel ill too; but I've always got to," whispered a low, indignant voice through the rattling and rumbling of the 'bus.

With a start of surprise Kitty turned quickly to see who had spoken, and found that she had seated herself beside her cousin Anna.
For a moment Kitty stared at her, bewildered.

It could not have been Anna who spoke, for Anna was staring absorbedly out of the window opposite her, apparently lost in thought, or fascinated by the scenery through which they were passing.