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Elsie's childlike eyes had been watching the evening shadow of the cliffs creep along the valley after the retreating sunlight. Drawn at last by Lennon's tense silence, she looked up and saw his frown.
"Oh! oh, Jack! " she cried. "What is it? You look so cross! Is it -- is it 'cause what I told about Mena? Oh, it is! I know it is, the way you look! Oh, dear! Oh, dear! I'm 'fraid! It's a secret, and I promised not to tell. Mena was 'splaining all about you to Dad, and I heard -- and now she'll be so cross at me if she knows I told! Please, please Jack, promise you won't tell her I told you!"