.. I guess,"--she suggested, with
raised eyebrows, "you know what it _usually_ means when a girl has to
spend a whole year abroad, and her mother says she's taking her away for
her health--and Janet looking as healthy as any other girl in the
school, except that she was crying half the time, and smuggling special
delivery letters in and out by one of the maids--"
"Did you tell Nita these stories and point out the pictures of the
girls?" Dundee had to risk asking.
Miss Earle froze instantly. "Naturally she was interested in the school,
and once when she said it always made her mad the way chorus girls were
run down, I told her that in my opinion society girls were worse than
actresses, and--well, of course I gave her some examples, a lot of them
worse than anything I've told you about Flora Hackett and Janet
Raymond.... I hope," she added viciously, "that Nita dropped a hint or
two if Flora or Janet had the nerve to high-hat her when she was in
Hamilton!"
"Perhaps she did," Dundee agreed softly. "By the way, how did Nita
happen to get the job here of directing the Easter plays?"
"That's what the reporters wanted to know," Miss Earle smiled. "But Miss
Pendleton wouldn't tell them, for fear Serena wouldn't like it, and
maybe be drawn into the scandal, when everybody knows she's as straight
as a string----"
"Did Serena Hart get her the job?" Dundee was amazed.
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