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Updated: July 11, 2025
Lady Chillington's black eyes large, cold and steady as Juno's own had been bent upon me all this time, measuring me from head to foot with what I felt to be a slightly contemptuous scrutiny. "What is your name, and how old are you?" she asked, with startling abruptness, after a minute or two of silence. "Janet Hope, and twelve years," I answered, laconically.
Wynne, I believe they're writing a novel together." "Perhaps Chillington's giving her the materials for one," I suggested. "I shouldn't think," observed Pamela, in her dispassionate way, "that anything very interesting had ever happened to him." "I. thought you liked him," I remarked, humbly. "So I do. What's that got to do with it?" asked Pamela.
Wynne, I believe they're writing a novel together." "Perhaps Chillington's giving her the materials for one," I suggested. "I shouldn't think," observed Pamela in her dispassionate way, "that anything very interesting had ever happened to him." "I thought you liked him," I remarked humbly. "So I do. What's that got to do with it?" asked Pamela.
The room is a common room, of course, with nothing in it out of the ordinary way; only, as I said before, it happens to be Lady Chillington's whim to walk there. So, if you hear the noise again, you will know how to account for it, and will have too much good sense to feel in the least afraid."
After this, I ventured round by the main entrance, with its gravelled carriage sweep, to the other side of the house, where I found a long flagged terrace bordered with large evergreens in tubs placed at frequent intervals. On to this terrace several French windows opened the windows, as I found later in the day, of Lady Chillington's private rooms.
I sat in distressed and bewildered silence for a little while. Then I ventured to say: "Please not to think me rude, but I should like to know who Sister Agnes is." Mrs. Dance stirred uneasily in her chair and bent her eyes on the fire, but did not immediately answer my question. "Sister Agnes is Lady Chillington's companion," she said at last.
Round her neck was a massive gold chain. On her fingers sparkled several rings of price diamonds, rubies and opals. In figure her ladyship was tall, and upright as a dart. She was, however, slightly lame of one foot, which necessitated the use of a cane when walking. Lady Chillington's cane was ivory-headed, and had a gold plate let into it, on which was engraved her crest and initials.
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