You should have heard what I said to her! She fainted three times." "That's a story," said Gertrude gravely.
"I beg your pardon," said Agatha, swiftly grasping Gertrude's knee.
"Nothing," cried Gertrude, flinching hysterically.

"Don't, Agatha." "How many times did Miss Wilson faint ?" "Three times.

I will scream, Agatha; I will indeed." "Three times, as you say.

And I wonder that a girl brought up as you have been, by moral force, should be capable of repeating such a falsehood.

But we had an awful row, really and truly.