“But doesn’t she think I must be an awful bounder?”
“Why, you silly, I told her you were at St. James’ School.”
“But I never told you I was at school,” exclaimed Michael, somewhat aghast.
“I know you didn’t, and you never told me that you weren’t eighteen yet.”
“I am in a month or two,” said Michael. “But, good Lord, who have you been talking to?”
“Ah, that’s the greatest secret in the world,” laughed Lily.
“Oh, no, do tell me.”
“Well, I know a boy called Drake who knows you.”
“That beast!” cried Michael.
“I think he’s quite a nice boy. He lives next door to us and——”