But I think you're very curious.

It was somebody I met on the train when I came East." "A man or a woman ?" "A--a woman." "Are you telling the truth, Azalea ?" and Patty's clear, compelling gaze was direct and accusing.
"Well--well--Patty, it's both." "Those people who called here one day, and you saw them on the porch ?" "Yes." "What are their names ?" "Oh,--oh, I forget." "Rubbish! You _don't_ forget.

Be sensible, Azalea.

You're making a mystery of something.

Now if it's anything wrong, I'm going to know about it,--if it's merely a little secret of your own,--a justifiable one,--tell me so, in a convincing way, and I'll stop questioning." "It _is_ a secret of my own,--and it's nobody's business but mine." "Is it a harmless, innocent matter ?" "Of course it is! What do you think I am?
A thief ?" "Gracious, no! I never thought you were that!" Patty laughed.