22They had to wait until well after ten, it stayed so light in July. Molly wore a pair of navy blue shorts and a black T-shirt, and Frances a swirling black skirt with a dark gray camisole.
“I’m not sure you’re dressed appropriately,” said Molly.
“I’m thinking ahead to when we get arrested for breaking and entering. It’s good to make a glamorous entrance, when you get hauled off to the station. And honestly, where’d you get the idea that navy blue and black were a smoking combination?”
Molly rolled her eyes. “Okay, let’s go. I think we should walk. We’ll be less noticeable than if we take the scooter.”
They set off down rue des Chênes towards the school, Molly explaining to Frances what she hoped to find and the role she wanted Frances to play.
“Does Ben know about this plan?” asked F
