And where did a girl like that go to in a place like this?
The heart-shaped Fijian fan beat scornfully at that lovely bright mane.

She supposed Alice had picked up some horrible common larrikin and they'd go off into the bush together.

Pity to have made herself so conspicuous; they'd have hard work to hide with Alice in that rig-out.
But no, Beryl was unfair.

Alice was going to tea with Mrs Stubbs, who'd sent her an "invite" by the little boy who called for orders.

She had taken ever such a liking to Mrs.Stubbs ever since the first time she went to the shop to get something for her mosquitoes.
"Dear heart!" Mrs.Stubbs had clapped her hand to her side.