I can't urge it too strongly." "You want me to tell Miss Bowes that I took that pendant ?" "There's no sense in concealing it, Rona." The Cuckoo's eyes blazed.

Her hands gripped the window-sill.
"Oh, this is too much! It's the limit! I couldn't have believed it possible! You, Ulyth! you to ask me this! How can you?
How dare you ?" Ulyth gazed at her in perplexity.

She could not understand such an outburst.
"Surely I, your own chum, have the best right to speak to you for your own good ?" "My own good!" repeated Rona witheringly.

"Yours, you mean.

Oh yes, it's all very fine for you, no doubt! You're to get off scot free." "I?
What are you talking about ?" "Don't pretend you don't understand.