"Suppose he knows his own business," suggested Denis, slamming his books down on to the table. "Hadn't you better put that hat away?"
Nell walked off with the hat.
"Of all the great, lazy boobies! And he dare—he dare make Denis in a rage with me!"
"Nell!"
"Sheila Pat, I didn't see you. What are you doing?"
"Sarah told me that she always lengthened her skirts by letting down the hem. What does it mean, Nell?"
Nell explained absently.
Sheila Pat looked thoughtful.
Nell went back to the Stronghold and bent over Denis's shoulder.
"Shall I dictate for you? Are you going to practise shorthand?"