Burns. You will, won't
you? There is no real danger of your throwing ME in the river when the
'artistic temperament' possesses you, is there?"
It was no use. When Betty Jo set out to make a man talk, that man
talked. Brian yielded not ungracefully: "I owe you an apology, Miss
Williams," he said.
"Indeed, no," Betty Jo returned, giving her attention to the manuscript
again. "It is easy to see that you are terribly upset about something;
and everybody is so accustomed to being upset in one way or another that
apologies for upsetments are quite an unnecessary bother, aren't they?"
That was another interestingly curious thing about Betty Jo,--the way
she could finish off a characteristic, matter-of-fact statement with a
question which had the effect of making one agree instantly whether one
agreed or not.
Brian felt himself quite unexpectedly feeling that "upsetments" were
quite common, ordinary, and to be expected events in one's life. "But I
am really in very serious trouble, Miss Williams," he said in a way that
sounded oddly to Brian himself, as though he were trying to convince
himself that his trouble really was serious.
Betty Jo rose to her feet, and looked straight at him, and there was no
mistaking the genuineness of the interest expressed in those big gray
eyes.
"Oh, are you? Is it really so serious? I am so sorry.
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