Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1923-03-02

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child bless you'll Drive on, Grundle.
What are you waiting for?"
The a meandered out of Scroope
park and turned ~northward along the
main road. Georgina was in low spir-
it's. Aimee throughout had been seeth-
ing with an enormously increased
sense of mutiny, and, as they neared
the station, she exploded.
Il can't stand it, Georgie!"
~ wish 1 were your said Georglna
m%ournfully.
"EhT'
81 wish 1 we're Aimee Scroope, and
on my way to Jervaulx abbey. That's
ALL"
Aimee started slightly. An extraor-
binary impish expression came into
her eyes. G~eorgina, who knew the
sign of old, looked at her nervously.
"You are !" said Aimee, in a voice
of unlooked-for decision.
"What on earth do you meanY'
Aimee gripped her by the arm, and
replied, in a low voice that dubbed
with excitement.
"My dear, fat cousin, your full
name, as 1 remember, is Georgina
Amy Scroope Bernersl Lop off the
superfluous head and tail, and there
you are-Amy Scroope. Near enough
for anyone. You are going to Jervaulx
instead Of mel Aunt Erythea has
never seen me, nor has Alexander
Lambe. And neither of them know
you from Adam-I mean Eve! You'll
suit them down to the ground!"
Georgina looked at her with dawn
ing terror.
at is a gorgeous arrangement ex-
claimed Aimee, tightening her grip on
her cousins arm. "And nothing cas-
Ter. Uncle Joseph will never miss
you-leave me to fix that up. Grundle
will deliver you at Jervaulx; he's a
perfect super-idiot, and has probably
forgotten which of us is to go there,
If we didn't tell him. He never talks,
either. AS for me, l shall go to Sea-
bridge, or on a walking our-or any
thing l choose! !"
"Aimee, are you mad?"
sit is one of the Sanest moments of
my life !" retorted Aimee; and, lean
labels off her luggage and Georgina's,
and scattered them on the road. You
can take my things with you'll"
"If you think for a moment I'd have
anything to do with such a business"
A fiendish expression came over AL
mee's features. She gripped her cous
ms arms again.
IF you don't" she Kissed, "I1l tell
everybody about you and Aloysius
B~lennerhasset getting lost at the ruri-
decanal picnicI"
At this monstrous accusation, GeOr-
gina blushed scarlet. The mildest pee
cadillo in a blameless life, the memory
of the incident in question always
filled her with alarm Aimee had held
it over her head before.
81 won't listen to another word %
she gasped.
you needn't. 1t is the time for
deeds!" Aimee seized a small square
box from among the luggage and
thumped the chauffeur on the back.
"Grundle, stop here! l have only a
bag, I'll walk up to the station ap-
proach. Take Miss Berners on to Jer-
vaulx. And hurry-she is behind time
already!
A family bewildered expression
passed over the chauffeur's face, as
though he were trying to arrange his
ideas. He rubbed his ear for a mo-
ment, then saluted and let in the
clutch.
G%eorgina, who had risen with the
intention of escaping from the car,
lost her balance and collapsed in a
slightly undigniied on the
seat.
She struggled up and turned a
flushed face towards her cousin.
stop! Stop!" she cried, in an ag-
Onized voice. Aimee"
"Good-by, dear!" said Aimee, wav-
ing her handkerchief. Don't get lost
with Alexander
The car bore the speeches. and ges-
~ticulating Georgina out of sight round
the bend. Aimee sat down on her box,
buried her face in her hands, and dis
solved into such unfeeling laughter
that a pair of thrushes and a chaffinch
fled from the hedge in indignation and
alarm.
Onward through the green lanes
and over the county border the car
carried a limp and ~nerveless Geor-
gina. CONSERVATION had given away
to numb despair.
"What shall 1 dor she thought.
what am l to say to Lady Erythea?
There'H be a fearful row !"
Georgina racked her brains for a
way out of the difficulty. There
seemed to be none She lay back ex-
hausted. And so perverse is ever the
purest of human minds that a faint
suggestion crept into Georgina's-a
little whisper, as it were, in that
blameless ear-that it would be pc
culiarly delightful if she could fill the
role that Aimee had mapped out for