12/18 "In a few days, Sydney, there will be no more need for the deceit that is now forced on us. Till that time comes, remember--Mrs.Presty suspects us." Kitty ran back to them with her hands full of daisies before they could say more. No; I don't want you to thank me--I want to know what present you are going to give me." Her father's mind was preoccupied; he looked at her absently. The child's sense of her own importance was wounded: she appealed to her governess. "Would you believe it ?" she asked. |