I tell you frankly I began to see that when I found I shared what she called her friendship with Golightly Ticke.

And I think, dear, with people like you and me, any more serious feeling toward her is impossible." "Doesn't it distress you to think that she believes you incapable of speaking of her like this ?" "I think," said Kendal slowly, "that she knows how I would be likely to speak of her." "Well," Janet returned, "I'm glad you haven't reason to suffer about her as I do.

And I don't know at all how to answer her letter." "I'll tell you," Kendal replied.

He jumped up and brought her a pen and a sheet of paper and a blotting pad, and sat down again beside her, holding the ink bottle.

"Write 'My dear Miss Bell.'" "But she began her letter, without any formality." "Never mind; that's a cheapness that you needn't imitate, even for the sake of politeness.