She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. Mr Jarvis’s sister, that was. I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. And do you, Jack, attend to your work, and mind you don't get into further mischief. But we were both pledged to secrecy, and I couldn’t reveal my part for fear that I would lose my place. “Why did you lie to that man?” he asked fiercely. But things that a girl of sixteen may do in short skirts are not things to be done by a young lady of twenty-one in fancy dress and an opera-cloak, and just as she was coming unaided to an adequate realization of this, she discovered Mr.
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