"
"He won't know," she answered quickly. "I'd never forgive whoever told
him. I can only stay a week. I've arranged it all beautifully, and I
shall live here in this loft; Father never dreams of coming here, so
it will be quite safe, and you can all bring me food. And then after
a week"--she sighed heavily--"I must go back again."
"Did you really walk all those miles just to see us?" Pip said,
and again there was the strange note in his voice.
"I got a lift or two on the way," she said, "but I walked
nearly all of it, I've been coming for nearly a week:"
"How COULD you do it? Where did you sleep, Judy? What did you eat?"
Meg exclaimed, in deep distress.
"I nearly forget," Judy said; closing her eyes again. "I kept
asking for food at little cottages, and sometimes they asked me to
sleep, and I had three-and-six--that went a long way. I only slept
outside two nights, and I had my jacket then."
Meg's face was pale with horror at her sister's adventure. Surely no
girl in the wide world but Judy Woolcot would have attempted such a
harebrained project as walking all those miles with three-and-six in
her pocket.
"How COULD you?" was all she could find to say.
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