Chapter 14

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​⁠(Anne’s Narrative Resumed)

It was on the night of the Fancy Dress dance that I decided that the time had come for me to confide in some one. So far I had played a lone hand and rather enjoyed it. Now suddenly everything was changed. I distrusted my own judgment and for the first time a feeling of loneliness and desolation crept over me.

I sat on the edge of my bunk, still in my gipsy dress, and cons