In search of the Pierian Spring

Continued from a previous chapter   Elizabeth marched forward with a warm smile and shook my hand as I hastened to my feet. ‘Hello Berrty!’ she said as if I was an old friend. ‘Oh! Hullo Miss Conner.’ I replied, somewhat nonplussed, as we sat down on the sofa together. She really was dashed pretty, but it was the fact that psychologically I wasn’t prepared to deal with her till tomorrow evening which threw me off my kilter. ‘Call me Elizabeth, please. Or Beth if you want. That’s what my friends at home call me. Sorry to come back so suddenly, but I need an alibi.’ She leaned in conspiratorially. ‘Alibi?’ I blinked. A horrible feeling descended on me as another beautiful young woman approaches me for crime-related purposes. ‘Oh, and thanks so much for asking Jeeves to bail us out of jail! I’ll return the money as soon as I get home. You see, I spent all of my money shopping, I even borrowed some from Tuppy.’ ‘That’s quite alright Beth! It’s on me. Least I can do. I’m sorry y