But out of the blue came a respite. Mrs. Baylis came home one evening to announce that she had to go to Holland and Belgium on business and would be away for the next two weeks.“And to me at least it’s perfectly clear that my dear stepmother is on the horns of a dilemma,” Noel remarked caustically to Kit. “Tickled pink at the chance of throwing her weight about on the Continent, but not too easy in her mind at the necessity of relaxing her guiding hand here. One could almost feel sorry for her. Almost. Not quite.”“Oh, be quiet!” Kit said distastefully. “I told you before, I don’t want to get involved in your family affairs.”“I know you did,” Noel admitted. “But then, you see, you already are, my dear. More deeply, perhaps, than you realize.”Though she was finable to contradict him, Kit shook her head.“If that’s true, then all the more reason I shouldn’t get any deeper,” she told him resolutely. “So if you must say spiteful things, say them to someone else, not me!”Noel put his head on one side.“You know, with a face like yours, anyone would imagine you had a sweet, sympathetic nature.
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