"I'll tell her if you want me to.

Nothing she can say will injure my castiron feelings." "Why not put off the evil day?
It is still three weeks until Thanksgiving.

We can give her two weeks' notice, as they do in theatrical companies," laughed Anne.

"Something might happen in the meantime to make us her bosom friends." Elfreda giggled derisively.

"I'd like to see it happen, then.