“I’m sure, too,” said Rosemary. There was a little added flush on her face. She looked rather conscious but Faith noticed nothing.
“Was it VERY wicked of me not to tell Mr. Perry his coat-tails were scorching?” she asked anxiously.
“Oh, terribly wicked,” answered Rosemary, with dancing eyes. “But I would have been just as naughty, Faith—I wouldn’t have told him they were scorching—and I don’t believe I would ever have been a bit sorry for my wickedness, either.”
“Una thought I should have told him because he was a minister.”