For the moment Olga felt quite incapable of replying.

She lay in silence.
"Allegro!" Again she heard that note of pleading, vibrant this time, eager, almost passionate.
With an effort Olga brought herself to answer.

"I've changed my mind about him.

We are friends." "Friends!" Violet sprang from the bed, and stood tense, quivering, with an arrow-like straightness that made her superb.

Her eyes glittered as she faced the moonlight that poured through the unshaded window.