Chapter Four
“How did you come by your name?” Miss Bridget asked. “It’s a little unusual, is it not?”
Purity smiled. “It can be embarrassing sometimes, but I’ve grown to like it. My mother comes from a long line of Puritans; she claims one came over on the Mayflower, though I don’t know if that’s true. Anyway, lots of them had names like Steadfast and Perseverance. One was even called Chastity. At least I avoided that.”
“In name and nature, I believe,” said Miss Bridget.
Purity spread her hands and smiled. “Well,” she said. “Actually, I believe chastity and purity are more a matter of what’s in the mind than what the body does.”
“You may have a point,” Miss Bridget said. “But you’re not a puritan, are you?”
“No, Miss Bridget. Certainly not. Quite the opposite, I’m afraid.”
“And what
