QUOTE : little junior in her charge when it was well known that Teeny had no little friends to play with. But Teeny certainly had friends now! thought Elizabeth, with a smile. It had been wonderful to watch her at lunch-time, surrounded by the other members of the Dare Club. In clean clothes, after a hot shower, she had sat between Duncan and Kitty, in the place of honour at one of the junior tables. She was a member of the club at last, her collar worn turned up, like the rest of them, her green ear of corn displayed like a trophy in her top buttonhole. Having no idea of the danger she had been through, Duncan and Kitty were simply pleased that Teeny had finally proved that she was not a ‘coward’. She was still sitting with her new friends now, chattering happily in the front row, a child transformed. Since arriving at Whyteleafe, the shy, nervous