Manchurian Books

But I got it.
"I'll thank you to burn your own things," I said with
dignaty. And I went back to the drawing room.
The girls and Carter Brooks were talking in an undertone
when I got there. I knew it was about me. And Jane came over to
me and put her arm around me.
"You poor thing!" she said. "Just fight it out. We're all
with you."
"I'm so helpless, Jane." I put all the despair I could into
my voice. For after all, if they were going to talk about my
private Affairs behind my back, I felt that they might as well
have something to talk about. As Jane's second couzin once
removed is in this school and as Jane will probably write her
all about it, I hope this Theme is read aloud in class, so she
will get it all straight. Jane is imaginative and may have a
wrong idea of things.
"Don't give in. Let them bully you. They can't really do
anything. And they're scared. Leila is positively sick."
"I've promised to write and break it off," I said in a
tence tone.
"If he really loves you," said Jane, "the letter won't
matter." There was a thrill in her voice.


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