"I really think, little Miss Robin, that you ought to go."
"Why, I should think you'd be crazy to go!"
"If I may be so bold's to remind you, the man is waiting for an answer."
Robin looked from her guardian's face to Beryl's to Harkness'.
"You're all conspiring against me, I do believe!" she cried. "I'll go if you say I ought to, but I