It does!" "She's rather inclined to err on the side of tragedy," observed Kitty.
"Especially just now," added Penelope pointedly.
Kitty glanced sharply across at her.
"What do you mean?
Is anything wrong with Nan ?" "Yes, there's something very wrong.

I'm worried about her." "Well, what is it ?"--impatiently.
"It's all the fault of that wretched artist man we met at your house." "Do you mean Maryon Rooke ?" "Yes"-- briefly.

"He's rather smashed Nan up." "_He_?
_Nan_ ?" Kitty's voice rose in a crescendo of incredulity.

"But he was crazy about her! Has been, all through the war.

Why, I thought there was practically an understanding between them!" "Yes.