"What you gonna do when Mr. Fulton Whitney hears about this debilment?" "It isn't devilment," Emma protested, bending close to the little mirror beside the door and pinching her cheeks to make them pink. "It's a picnic and nothing more--the whole thing is perfectly innocent." Daisy chortled, her great bulk quivering with amusement. "I declare that's what Eve said to Adam. 'The whole thing is perfectly innocent.'" Before"