Her mind was keyed with intuition.

She was conscious of the presence of some influence in Sally's mind--probably more conscious of it than Sally was herself.

You could not have shaken her in that belief.

Even a woman cannot act to a woman, and that decided "No" from Sally had only served the more to convince her.

When one woman deals in subtleties with another, fine hairs and the splitting of them are merely clumsy operations to perform.
"Are you tired ?" asked Janet presently--"or only pretending to be ?" "Why should I pretend?
I am tired--frightfully tired." "You want to go to sleep, then ?" "Well, I don't feel like talking to-night; do you ?" They talked every night, regularly--talked about dresses, about religion, about other people's love affairs, and other women's indiscretions.