"You needn't look worried.

Robert can fix it in a minute." It wasn't that, though, which troubled Mary.
"Think of her knowing such a thing!" she was saying to herself.

"How her mind must run at times!" But of course she couldn't voice a thought like that.
"All the same, Helen," she said aloud, "I wouldn't go out with him so much, if I were you.

People will begin to notice it, and you know the way they talk." Helen tossed her head, but in her heart she knew that her cousin was right--a knowledge which only made her the more defiant.

Yes ...people were beginning to notice it....
The Saturday afternoon before, when Burdon was taking her to the club in his gallant new car, they had stopped at the station to let a train pass.
A girl on the sidewalk had smiled at Burdon and stared at Helen with equal intensity and equal significance.
"Who was that ?" asked Helen, when the train had passed.
"Oh, one of the girls at the office.