Nineteen BUNDLE’S ADVENTURES

Bundle Brent was a resourceful girl—she was also a girl of imagination.
She had foreseen that Bill, if not Jimmy, would make objections to her par-ticipation in the possible dangers of the night. It was not Bundle’s idea towaste time in argument. She had laid her own plans and made her ownarrangements. A glance from her bedroom window shortly before dinnerhad been highly satisfactory. She had known that the grey walls of the Ab-bey were plentifully¹ adorned² with ivy³, but the ivy outside her window wasparticularly solid looking and would present no difficulties to one of herathletic propensities⁴.
She had no fault to find with Bill’s and Jimmy’s arrangements as far asthey went. But in her opinion they did not go far enough. She offered nocriticism, because she intended to see to that side of things herself. Briefly,while Jimmy and Bill were devoting themselves to the inside of the Abbey,Bundle intended to devote her attentions to the outside.
Her own meek⁵ acquiescence⁶ in the tame r?le assigned to her gave heran infinity⁷ of pleasure, though she wondered scornfully how either of thetwo men could be so easily deceived. Bill, of course, had never been fam-ous for scintillating⁸ brain power. On the other hand, he knew, or shouldknow, his Bundle. And she considered that Jimmy Thesiger, though onlyslightly acquainted with her, ought to have known better than to imaginethat she could be so easily and summarily disposed of.
Once in the privacy of her own room, Bundle set rapidly to work. Firstshe discarded her evening dress and the negligible trifle which she worebeneath it, and started again, so to speak, from the foundations. Bundlehad not brought her maid with her, and she had packed herself. Other-wise, the puzzled Frenchwoman might have wondered why her lady tooka pair of riding breeches and no further equine equipment.

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