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Show you," she said. "They don't know any better. There isn't a basketball team at their County Club, so they think the sport is plebian." "I'm not so bothered about that," Kim said to hide her humiliation. "It's Pilar I worry about." "Well, at least Pilar has one supporter." Miss Hawkins smiled, making Kim feel like a worm. "I wish Isabel and Maureen were day students," Kim said. "Why do their parents send them away when they live so close to the school?" "Because children interfere with their social life. When you belong to the Ballet Guild and the Opera Guild and Pacific Union Club, it's hard for a mother to find time to car pool children." The thought had never occurred to Kim that there were parents who didn't want their children. She picked up her lunch tray to take to the kitchen. "You think their parents are trying to get rid of them?" "Let.'s just say they're trying to free up their time. And there's no more respectable way than a girl's boarding school." After lunch Kim stopped at the mail drop above Mrs. Dennis's desk. It was a large wooden box the size of an orange crate set against a dark green phone booth in the 74 |
