"First of all simply by seeing him. Signorina told me that Georges was planning to get permission for you to come to the gate house to see Paul once a week. I shall see that you get the permission. And remember, Philippa, that I am doing this for Paul's sake, not yours."
"Yes, Madame. But Madame—"
"But what, Philippa?"
"Monsieur Laurens asked what Mlle. Dragonet's name was. Wouldn't he know?"
Madame Perceval laughed. "He was just playing along with Paul. Paul didn't want you to know he had any connection with the school."
"Oh. But—"
"But what, Philippa?"
"Why are you worried about Paul, Madame?"
"I can't tell you that now, Flip. Paul will let you know himself sooner or later. In the meantime, the best way that you can help him is to continue trying to get on with the girls here at school, and to become really happy here. That sounds like rather a tall order to you, doesn't it? But I think you can do it. You'd like to, wouldn't you?"
"Oh, Madame, you know I would. But please—I don't see—how would that help Paul?"