“This, I take it, is the sort of thing you want? But I strongly advise you to buy some thick woollen underwear. After all, the woman won’t see what you’re wearing underneath your coat and skirt.”
“How clever you are, Rachel. I should never have thought of that,” said Jean admiringly.
“You don’t want to go and fall ill the first day you’re there. Especially as you’ll have need of an alert mind. I’m afraid you’ll have very nasty food.”
“I don’t mind that,” said Jean quickly.
“Oh, don’t you? Well, you wait a bit. It’s easy to talk like that! I’ve come to think that nice food is one of the most important things in the world. If I were you I should take some malted milk, or cod liver oil and malt, in your trunk.”
“Trunk?” queried Jean doubtfully.
“A good, big, deep suitcase rather than a
