And the consciousness of blushing made her all the angrier.
"What on earth do you mean!" she demanded.

Her voice too was very low, and it trembled only a little; but there was a glint in her brown eyes.
Fanny gave a tense little laugh.
"Look here," she said.

"Don't let's waste time.

Joe may be coming home, you know, and we must get this over first." "We'll soon get it over." Ethel's voice was shaking ominously.

Fanny noticed and spoke fast.
"Well, then, it's just this," she said.