More Trouble at Trebizon by Anne Digby

Author:Anne Digby [Digby, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9781899587148
Publisher: Straw Hat
Published: 2011-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

LUCY AGAIN

Rebecca and Mara hatched their plan carefully and they took a vow to keep it secret. Mara was frightened that the others might try to stop her. Rebecca had a different worry. If Mara got caught on Saturday there'd be a terrible row but, in her present mood, Rebecca couldn't care less. She'd given Mara her word and if it led to trouble she'd face the consequences! But she didn't want the others to be punished, too.

If they knew nothing about it, then nobody could blame them.

It wasn't easy keeping a secret, though.

'Rebecca! You look great!' exclaimed Tish later. 'Wherever did you get it?'

The other four had got back to Court House to find Rebecca dressed, from tip to toe, in Dutch national costume. The clogs on her feet and the white cap perched on top of her blonde head both added to her height, so that she looked tall, slender and very striking.

'The Sixth Form Dramatic Society had it!' said Mara happily. 'Pippa has lent it to us!'

Rebecca shot Mara a warning look for using that word 'us' and for sounding so happy. But the others noticed nothing.

'It's lovely!' sighed Elf. 'Oh, I shall look such a small dumpy Japanese beside you.'

'What about that Arabian costume though?' asked Sue, staring at Rebecca. 'Hasn't it turned up?'

'Useless,' said Rebecca quickly. 'Much too tight. Freezing as well.' She looked out of the window at the grey February sky. 'Brrrrrr.'

Frightened that Sue might ask more questions, she changed the subject quickly.

'What was it like delivering the leaflets –?'

'Oh, terrific –' began Margot.

This time it was Tish's turn to give a warning look – to Margot.

'I mean, it was all right,' amended Margot, 'but cold. Really cold.'

'You were lucky, Mara,' said Elf, trying to sound convincing. 'Being in the warm. You didn't miss much.'

They tried so hard to be tactful on these occasions; it was awful for Mara, being left out of everything. But for once Mara didn't seem to mind at all.

She seemed quite serene, with just the hint of a sparkle in her eyes.

'Mara's ill! Really ill!' exclaimed Elf, coming into the kitchen early on Saturday morning.

Rebecca and Tish were up, wearing jeans and cooking breakfast. The two of them, together with Elf and Margot, had been given permission to make themselves an early breakfast at Court House. This would enable them to dress up and be over at main school by half-past eight, when the float would be arriving. The plan was to 'set up the shop' and sell some tickets at Trebizon first, to start the ball rolling, before setting off in style for a hectic day of ticket selling in the town and surrounding villages.

'What's wrong with her?' asked Tish anxiously.

'I don't know!' said Elf. 'She got up and dressed when we did for some unknown reason – and then she suddenly started staggering about. She feels all hot and dizzy . . . Margot's looking after her!'

'Better go and tell Mrs Barry!' said Rebecca quickly.

A few minutes later Mrs Barrington emerged from the room, supporting Mara.

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