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Raped governessShe blamed herself as much as she blamed the boys, she said. "And so," she concluded, "I'm trapped in this situation, and I don't know how to get out. If I refuse the boys, they'll tell their parents everything." Dick had listened attentively, sometimes reddening at the more lurid parts of her story, but to her enormous relief, he never looked disapproving. Now he sighed and swallowed the last of his drink. "Those spoiled brats," he said, "they think they can have anything they want. But I'm going to teach them different. You go pack your bags, Dora. I'll take care of everything." Dora couldn't imagine how he did it, but by the time she came downstairs with her luggage, a substitute governess had arrived – a stern, husky, middle-aged woman with a face like a bulldog. She looked like she could handle a dozen Taylor brothers with no sweat at all. Donny, Teddy and Bobby were lined up in front of her, looking sheepish and sobered. When they saw Dora, they hung their heads. Dick was there, too, looking at the boys sternly. "All right, boys," he said, "you go with Miss Stone and do exactly as she says." "Yes, SIR," the boys chorused ...» |
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