“But I must! ’Tis monstrous important, madam.”

She shook her head resolutely.

“Not until Mr. Jameson gives permission,” she said firmly.

Jack struggled up, biting his lip.

“Then I shall get up!” he threatened.

In an instant she was by his side.

“No, no! Now lie down and be good!”

“I will not lie down and be good!”

“Then I shan’t let you touch a pen for weeks!”

Jack became very masterful and frowned direfully upon her.