"
"Going off together--"
"My good woman, we are going to Aengusmere. Here's two pound.
Don't allow any one in my room. And I may send for my things
from out of town. Be ready to pack them in my trunks and send
them to me. Do you understand?"
"Yes, miss, but--"
"My good woman, do you realize that your `buts' are insulting?"
"Oh, I didn't go to be insulting--"
"Then that's all.... Hurry now, Mouse!"
On the stairs, ascending, she whispered, with the excitement not
of a tired woman, but of a tennis-and-dancing-mad girl: "We're
off! Just take a tooth-brush. Put on an outing suit--any old
thing--and an old cap."
She darted into her room.
Now Mr. Wrenn had, for any old thing, as well as for afternoon
and evening dress, only the sturdy undistinguished clothes he
was wearing, so he put on a cap, and hoped she wouldn't notice.
She didn't. She came knocking in fifteen minutes, trim in a
khaki suit, with low thick boots and a jolly tousled blue
tam-o'-shanter.
"Come on. There's a train for Chelmsford in half an hour, my
time-table confided to me.
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