She was now wedded to it, divining in it a hundred possibilities.
At the same moment she became more cautious, and more ashamed of herself.

It would be better to apologize.

But before she could speak Elizabeth said: 'Does Desmond agree with what you have been saying ?' Pamela staring at her adversary was a little frightened.

She rushed into a falsehood.
'Desmond knows nothing about it! I don't want him dragged in.' Elizabeth's eyes, with their bitter, wounded look; seemed to search the girl's inmost mind.

Then she moved away.
'We had better go to bed.