Then they put the bangle carefully back into its box, and readjusted the drawer so as not to allow suspicious eyes to guess that anything had been disarranged. They took the precious key which could unlock the drawer and display this marvellous fairyland of delight, and hid it under a portion of the carpet which went straight under the bed in which they slept. "No one will find it here," said Nina, "for this room is never cleaned. I asked Jane about it, and she said she never cleans the bedrooms except when new visitors come. We _shall_ have fun to-morrow night--I can hardly sleep for thinking about it!" CHAPTER NINETEEN. TELLTALE TRACINGS. Brenda and Fanchon had by no means a very satisfactory evening out. Harry Jordan was not quite as _empresse_ as usual; the fact being that he had not the most remote intention of ever asking Brenda to marry him, and was already turning his attentions to another young lady, much more in his rank of life. Joe Burbery did not put in an appearance, and Harry, after walking up and down the Esplanade two or three times with Brenda and Fanchon, managed to make his escape to that new siren who was at present occupying his fickle affections. Brenda's rage and disappointment scarcely knew any bounds; but she would not show her feelings for the world, and walked up and down with Fanchon until the usual hour for retiring. "It's a great pity one of us had not the bangle on," said the eldest pupil, as she walked with her governess. "He would have been interested in that: every one is who sees it--it's so very lovely." "Think of my giving it to you, Fanchon!" exclaimed Brenda. "Can you ever thank me enough?" "I will thank you as long as I live when once you allow me to wear it properly," said Fanchon. Brenda made no answer to this. "We'll go out to-morrow evening, won't we?" asked the young pupil of the careful governess, "and you'll let me put it on them, won't you, darling Brenda--darling Brenda!" "No--I won't--and that's flat!" exclaimed Brenda. "We shall have a very good time, though, to-morrow, Fanchon; for Harry says that he'll take us to a play down in the town. There's a very good travelling company now at Marshlands. You have never seen a play, have you?" "Indeed, no--how perfectly delightful--I didn't know you had arranged that!" "Yes, I have. I think really why he left us was to go at once and enquire for tickets." "Oh, no--it wasn't," said Fanchon; "I saw him walking with a girl with black hair--a very tall, showy-looking girl--and they were laughing loudly."