Bab: a Sub-Deb by Mary Roberts Rinehart
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But I felt that their confidence in me was going, and that night, after all were in the Land of Dreams, I took that wreched suit of clothes and so on to the boathouse, and hid them in the rafters upstairs. I come now to the strange Event of the next day, and its sequel. The Patten place and ours are close together, and no other house near. Mother had been very cool about the Pattens, owing to nobody knowing them that we knew. Although I must say they had the most interesting people all the time, and Sis was crazy to call and meet some of them. Jane came that day to visit her aunt, and she ran down to see me first thing. "Come and have a ride," she said. "I've got the Runabout, and after that we'll bathe and have a real time." But I shook my head. "I'm a prisoner, Jane," I said. "Honestly! Is it the Play, or somthing else?" "Somthing else, Jane," I said. "I can tell you nothing more. I am simply in trouble, as usual." "But why make you a prisoner, unless----" She stopped suddenly and stared at me. |
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