"And if Molly will just leave it alone and say _nothing_ about it, it will be all right, you will see.

Ralph will tell you himself, I'm sure, if Molly will not tease." "I won't, I promise you I won't," said Molly; "I won't say anything about it, and if Ralph asks me if we saw him I'll screw up my lips as tight as tight, and not say a single word." "As if that would do any good," said Sylvia contemptuously; "it would only make him think we had seen him, and make a fuss.

However, there's no fear of Ralph asking you anything about it.

You just see him alone when he comes in, grandmother.
"Oh dear, oh dear," sighed Molly, as they returned to the house, "I shall never understand about tact, never.

We've got our lessons to do for to-morrow, Sylvia, and the verbs are very hard." "Never mind, I'll help you," said Sylvia good-naturedly, and grandmother was pleased to see them go upstairs to their little study with their arms round each other's waists as usual--the best of friends.
Half an hour later, Ralph made his appearance.