Chapter IX

Linda went back to business the following morning, and was greeted very kindly by Miss Gillet. “I’ve missed you, Miss Lovelace,” she condescended to say, “and I hope that your grandmother is better.” “Much better,” Linda said gratefully. Her eyes fell on a box of new Buckinghamshire lace. “Oh, how lovely!” she cried in rapture. Miss Gillet smiled leniently. “I thought you would admire it,” she said; she took up a strand of the beautiful lace and passed it tenderly through her fingers. “See what fine texture it is, …