Well, I I can't

Well, I suppose we all have no choice but to believe Bill's absolutely incredible story, unlikely as it may seem. I hate to admit it, but perhaps Bill was right after all - the thought of Clarissa, with her gentle blood, living in the Argentine among embezzlers and cattle herders! It isn't to be borne. But the poor heartbroken ( Read more... )

( private, to Mavis )

( Mavis )

( Private, to Mavis )

I do think you might all listen to Catherine. She's headgirl, after all, and if she says you're not to be beastly, you might pay attention. Do you realise what I'm going through already? Of course not - you're all children. Only Clarissa might understand, and she's all shut up being ill, and I'll bet my life someone is sneaking into see her and ( Read more... )

( Private, to Mavis )

There was only one thing to be done, and, well, they always tell us Malory Towers girls are straight and true.

I told Miss Grayling everything I know.

She sent me to bed to think things over. I do think it was beastly of her. I think everything is beastly. But at least my conscience is clear.

Bill I I hate You utter dishonourable beast I'll get back at you for this, I swear

Mary-Lou and Mavis, who are dear, sweet girls even if B Wilhelmina has given them quite the wrong idea of what has been going on, brought me my journal so I could tell you what happened. Moira, did you worry at aI have nothing to say but that everything would have ( Read more... )

( Note, fallen down the back of Gwendoline Mary's dressing table )

Girls, I want to tell you I'm desperately sorry and that I'm the one who

Girls, by the time you read this I'll be gone. I just have a chance to be in on something really special and romantic, and I can't bear it here a moment longer, Mary-Lou looks so unhappy but I can't bear to be expelled for stealing again, I can't I can't and I can't give it ( Read more... )