Chapter 15Clarice remembered to limp. She was put to it to find a story that would account for being so far along the street as Mrs. Stone’s cottage, until it occurred to her how perfectly simple it would be to tell the truth and say that she had walked down as far as the splash to meet Edward Random.
“I turned my ankle. I’m not much good in the dark, I’m afraid. And we picked Susan up at old Mrs. Stone’s and all came along together. I was really quite glad of her arm as well as Edward’s.”
Miss Mildred sniffed.
“Emmeline spoils that old woman! Always sending her eggs, or apples, or something for her tiresome Betsey! And if you are not good in the dark, Miss Dean, you would do better not to go wandering about in it. At least that is my opinion.”
“I was hurrying because I was afraid I wo
