Her heart beat with delight. The prospect of spending a whole week with
Michael was enchanting. It was just like his good nature to come to the rescue
When he knew she was at a loose end. But she saw there was something he
Wanted to say, yet did not quite like to.
"What is it?"
He gave a little laugh of embarrassment.
"Well, dear, you know, my father's rather old-fashioned, and there are some
Things he can't be expected to understand. Of course I don't want you to tell a
Lie or anything like that, but I think it would seem rather funny to him if he
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