CHAPTER 7“I’m really very glad that Mac has gone for Mother,” said Alan. “I don’t often get a chance t-to talk to you alone.”
Jenny smiled in an absent way. She was wondering whether it was a party that Mac had gone to, and whether Anne Gillespie would be there. She had to give herself a little mental pull and to come all the way back from the Raxalls. You couldn’t do that in a moment. She thought that Mac and Anne would make a splendid pair. They were both all fair and golden, with dark blue eyes and the darker lashes which showed up the blue. She came to herself with a jerk.
“What did you say, Alan? I was thinking of something else.”
Alan looked hurt. When he was hurt he stammered more than usual. He said with an angry rush of syllables,
“You w-weren’t l-listening! You n-never do l-l
