Poorhouse brat she might be, Warminster whore she might be, but I did not think she would exceed my sister in the art of dirty fighting. But when I climbed slowly up the stairs to the loft-bedroom they were sitting side by side brushing each other’s hair and giggling together. ‘He put his hand down the inside of my shirt!’ I heard Katie say. Dandy giggled delightedly. ‘I said to him: “I don’t know what you’re looking for down there, Jack!”’ Dandy rocked with laughter at this sally. ‘You never did!’ she said. ‘What did he do then?’ ‘He took my hand and put it down his breeches!’ Katie said triumphantly. ‘And?’ Dandy prompted. Katie’s sharp hungry little face grew avid. ‘He was hot,’ she said. ‘He was hard as a stallion to a mare.’ I was watching Dandy’s face and I saw a shadow of absolute envy pass across it. But she laughed merrily enough. ‘I’m sorry I came in and spoiled sport then!’ she said lightly. ‘Would you have done it with him, if I had not come in?’ ‘Oh aye!’ Katie said at once.
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