"Call me Bessy." "Oh, very well, Bessy.

There's no use to lie to you.

I'm not very happy at what I see here." "What's the matter with it--with us ?" she queried, quickly.
"Everybody's doing it." "That is no excuse.

Besides, that's not so.

Everybody is not--not----" "Well, not what ?" "Not doing it, whatever you meant by that," returned Lane, with a laugh.
"Tell me straight out what _you_ think of us," she shot at Lane, with a purple flash of her eyes.
She irritated Lane.