"Run home and change your clothes," said Fairfax.
Charity walked away trying to appear dignified, but she was very near tears.
"I'll race you," said Fairfax. "Girls ought to be able to run."
Charity prided herself upon her swiftness. Dignity was forgotten. She sped away, and Fairfax could not outdistance her.
"I say, you can leg it!" he said.
When Charity arrived at the Cottage she stopped, and turned to him quite graciously, though she could hardly speak from breathlessness.
"Thank you for pilling me out," she said. "You're the one that likes books, aren't you?" Fairfax nodded.
"And you're the one who has been reading some of my books in the library," he said, "and my Greek legend book is missing."
"Sir George said I could borrow it. Do you mind?"
He laughed.