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'I never heard of a "gold brick," observed Doreen. 'Well, she's one, said Vava obstinately, and they both laughed. But Vava never told any one except her 'gold brick, as she called 'old nursie, of the bad quarter of an hour which she had had with Miss Briggs before school, when the latter had accused her of having seen the papers, and told her to go and confess it to Miss Upjohn.
"Confound the Christmas tree!" grumbled Mr. Wedmore, as he stumbled over a parcel of fluffy rabbits, whose heads screwed off to permit the insertion of sweets. "Oh, papa, you'll be saying 'Confound Christmas' next!" And Doreen, with one watchful eye on Dudley all the time, made a lane through her boxes and her hampers to admit the passage of her father to a chair.
Doreen had got interested in what she was saying, and unconsciously raised her voice, and one of the mistresses who happened to pass at the moment turned and looked with disapproval at her. She then glanced at her companion, and looked still more displeased. 'That is not very nice language for the street, Doreen, she said severely. 'Bother! That was Miss Briggs!
Wedmore crossed the long room to the door, and opened it sharply. The hall was full of people and of great bales of goods, which were piled upon the center-table and heaped up all around it. "Doreen!" he called, sharply. Out of the crowd there rushed a girl such a girl!
I know you are quicker than your elder sister, but that's not to say you have more brains; and, even if you had, you have not as much knowledge as she has, Mrs. Morrison admonished her. Vava was just going to say that she had more sense about some things, but happily she abstained; and having finished her breakfast she went to the window to look out for Doreen, who had promised to call for her.
"It's not nonsense, as you will find when you hear me get permission to go up to town to stay with Aunt Betty." Max grew sincerely alarmed. "Look here, Doreen, be reasonable," said he. "You can do no good to Dudley, believe me. He has got into some dreadful mess or other; but it's nothing that you or I or any earthly creature can help him out of.
Doreen listened very quietly, and then got up and wished her sister good night. "Well," said Queenie, "you take it very quietly. What do you think about it?" "I'll tell you when I know myself," answered Doreen, briefly, as she left the room. The first result of the talks, however, was a conversation, not with Queenie, but with her brother, Max.
"You must trust me to know best, my dear. It is better for you both that we should come to some understanding. Haselden, you'll excuse me for half an hour, won't you? And you, Doreen," and he turned again to his daughter, "stay with the doctor here, and try to talk sense till I come back again." And Mr. Wedmore went quickly out of the room, without giving the girl a chance of saying anything more.
In the heavy seas of the Channel the Doreen could not make more than four knots, and she was consequently twenty-four hours late for the rendezvous with Agnew at Lundy, where she arrived on the 11th of April.
'All right, said Doreen, with a shrug of her shoulders when Vava told her. 'I'm sure I don't want to be a Pharisee, and if we've got no poker to turn the conversation, as Mrs. Morrison has, we can use our tongues, and perhaps she's right, and that it would be no good even for her to talk to Eva; she's frightfully obstinate.
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