Here indeed was a blow. The three had planned many a happy day together, and this addition to the party seemed likely to be a disturbing one.
"How old is she?" asked Marjory.
"She's fifteen, but looks older."
"But will she want to come with us if she's as old as that?" suggested Alan.
"Oh yes, that's just what she likes—to come and lord it over other people, and have everything her way. Just because she's been on the Continent and been to theatres she thinks she knows everything. Aunt Katharine gives her anything she wants, and Maud makes other people do it too."
"How devilish!" said Alan emphatically.
"O Alan, don't swear," said Blanche, aghast.
"That's not swearing, bless you."
"I thought that anything about the devil was swearing."
"Oh no, I don't think so," put in Marjory. "Peter often talks about the 'deil,' and he's not a bad man."