"Trapped 'em. He put up a good front. Acted like he expected to get away with it." (Constance's school, also highly expensive, had specialised in "finish of speech and manner.")
Dee laughed. "That bratling! He must have been lit."
"Emslie said so. He was with me when we walked into 'em."
"As per usual. What was his view?"
"He said the Scrub ought to be spanked and sent to bed."
"Some job!" opined her sister. "She's starting in early. When did you have your first real flutter, Con?"
"Not at that age," returned the elder. "And not with that kind of a face."
Dee reflected shrewdly that Connie was a little sore over the young man's defection. "It must have been dark for Graves to take her on," she agreed.
"It was, till we opened the door on 'em. They were clinched all right. Dam' little fool!"
"Better go easy with the letter," advised Dee carelessly. "He'll think it's green-eyed stuff."