"There's some mistake." "No--there's no mistake," said Ethel, in a low unnatural voice.

In an instant she had grown cold.

What a fool, to have forgotten that this was Amy's birthday! Inside the box was Fanny's card and on it she had written, "In memory of the many times I helped you buy a birthday gift." Ethel went quickly out of the room.

It was an awkward evening.
Fanny gave a dinner soon after that to celebrate Ethel's recovery.

It was in a hotel grill room, and it was large and noisy--and noisier and noisier--till even above the boisterous hubbub at the tables all about, the noise of their party could be heard.