"Wait," she whispered.
"I think you had better wait, or you may make things worse for Anna." Dan looked distressed.

"I don't think I shall," he answered testily, as Aunt Pike went out of the room.

"I hate mystery.

Why can't we speak out and have it over?
I am going to, Kitty." "I want you to, as much as you do," she answered in a troubled voice, "but we have to think of Anna.

She did so much for us last night, and-- well, I believe if we were to tell Aunt Pike all about it now, it would hurt her more than ever, because she would think Anna had been deceiving her; and Anna did not mean to, she only meant to be kind to us." So Dan, though most unwillingly, had to agree.