Augusta Huiell Seaman

The Girl Next Door Augusta Huiell Seaman

Marcia Brett, do you mean to tell me? Tell you?what? That you've had a secret two whole months and never told me about it yet? And I'm your best friend! I was waiting till you came to the city, Janet. I wanted to tell you; I didn't want to write it. Well, I've been in the city twelve hours, and you never said a word about it till just now. But, Janet, we've been sight-seeing ever since you arrived. You can't very well tell secrets when you're sight-seeing, you know! Well, you might have given me a hint about it long ago. You know we've solemnly promised never to have any secrets from each other, and yet you've had one two whole months? No, Jan, I haven't had it quite as long as that. Honest! It didn't begin till quite a while after I came; in fact, not till about three or four weeks ago. Tell me all about it right away, then, and perhaps I'll forgive you! The two girls cuddled up close to each other on the low couch by the open window and lowered their voices to a whisper.