Primrose immediately guessed that there was a little mystery afloat,
but she was not a curious girl, and was only too pleased to see that
her sisters had something to interest them.
"You can walk with me if you like, Jasmine," she said; "but it is a
rather dull morning, and I fear it will rain."
"Torrents wouldn't keep me in to-day," said Jasmine. Then fearing she
had betrayed herself, she added hastily, "I want to see Poppy. Poppy
is to have a holiday to-day, and I want to take her out."
Primrose made no further objection, and Jasmine having packed her
manuscript into a small leather bag, and having given Daisy a somewhat
solemn farewell, the two girls set out.
When they arrived at the Mansion Primrose went upstairs at once to
Mrs. Mortlock's sitting-room, but Jasmine began to enter into an
earnest conversation with Poppy.
"Are you quite ready, Poppy? Oh, you've got your working dress on
still; how tiresome!"
"I won't be a minute changing, Miss Jasmine; the hours for the working
maid's holiday are from ten to ten, and I won't be denied them. The
clock has just gone ten, miss, and not another stroke of work shall
Aunt Flint get out of me to-day, miss.
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